Sorry for the tease is all you ever say
You turn me into mold
Just to eat away
Catch me staring out at nothing
But nothing is something and
Something is somewhere
And somewhere isn't here
Whatever we say
You're mad at life forever
Whatever we say
I'm just your dead surveyor
While you lie asleep I worship the decay
The strings that hold me up
Are tired thin and frayed
And I'm tired of feeling sick
But it runs in the blood
And it's all over you and it's all over me
Whatever we say
You're mad at life forever
Whatever we say
I'm just your dead surveyor
Whatever we say
You're mad at life forever
