My love has gone awayPacked up her bags and then boarded that planeAnd I guess that the time I figured youâd waitTeary face, leaky breath, a bitter tasteTripped out for 600 yearsWho would have thought Iâd make it last year?In a way it makes sense that I died and reappearedAs that fly youâve been swatting for yearsCalm down and make him a drinkPretty small town and the gossip repeatsShe took off her clothes and sat on the bed next to meMy heart is pumping my blood, your hearts not beating at allIn a way it makes sense that it isnât, it just never wasRight now, a sinful exchangeOnce done, unspeakable shameAnd I shouldâve known where I took the blameThe sweat and the shame fireless flamePlease god donât take him tooTake me, a replicant foolLost a gear and now I hardly moveHeâs a kid, Iâm a foolPlease son, where is your faith?Take off your bushels set fire to your painYou will heal like a cut, let it scar let it scab, let it stainIn a while I promise youâll seeYouâre alive, not the blemish or burns that you keep on your feetI am a towel that is soaked to the core, heavier now than itâs gotten beforeAnd something inside of me needs more and more, sooner than later never no moreSooner than later, never no more