We died a death with confetti Swirling something in the air As the house sleeps, you yawn, we keep You awake, we pull your hair There's holes in your scalp my love There's darkness seeping through Whatever pain that is in your brain We can see it when we look at you Everyone else is gone They left themselves on the floor And you're tired, you say, but we can forget And tread you into the carpet some more There's dirt underneath your skin And something in your eye When all the world has gone to bed Then we'll let you cry