Called to see   If your back was still aligned   And your sheets   Were growing grass    All on the corners of your bed   But you've got too much to wear on your sleeves   It has too much to do with me   And secretly   I want bury in the yard   The grey remains of a friendship scarred      You told us of your new life there   You got someone coming around   Gluing tinsel to your crown   He's got you talking pretty loud   You berate, remember your ailing heart   And your criminal eyes   You say you're still in love   If it's true, what can be done?   It's hard to leave   All those moments behind      You tested your metal    Of doe's skin and petals    While kissing the lipless   Who bleed all the sweetness away