Made no secret of sin
I found you in a crowded room
Without having to listen
I even saw it
The wound that eats at you
Whether or not you pay attention
Feed you, see you
Just for what you are
Look down, around
Think I'm in too far
I've really done it this time
I had too much
All I had to give you
Was not enough
You got what you wanted
Someone to butcher you
That's real love, you always said it
And I'm the one who's haunted
After the field dressing
I'm still finding quarters in my pockets
Fed you, saw you
Just for what you were
Head down, gone, drowned
Consequences hurt
I've really done it this time
I've had too much
All I had to give you
Was not enough
All I had to give you
Was not enough