Crawl yourself out of bed. crawl yourself out my door. I still see your skin, in spite of every inch I win. its as beautiful as before. scrawl your words on that page. I have been sick for days. and every word I write's like another war to fight, you're so intertwined with my pain. So every night I try to lip the bit so tight I forget I'm a puppet in a game. But in that lovely world there was a pretty girl in a city made from cloth and love. yet, now underneath these stars, I just can't recall, how so much love, could force us both to crawl. crawl yourself out of bed. crawl yourself out my door. If it's a lullaby you were, it's a lullaby no more. 2am and this is just a start. crawl yourself from my chest. I am so in love that Im sick. So I'll erase you from my life, and lose a little light, half out is all out just the same. half out is all out just the same.