I can't need what I have not had And I am what I have done See as I have relived the past I remember everything you said Everything you said I remember the shape of your hands Ten years and I still hope you're dead In the age of passing spirits You're everything I had What is that sound? It's a light burning out as I break up on the ground I remember everything you said Everything you said I remember the shape of your hands Trouble ripens your own soul In the arms of grotesque company I feel so unclean I think I need someone I need to be alone I need someone, no, I need to be alone I need someone I need to be alone I remember everything you said Everything you said I remember the shape of your hands And I remember everything I thought to say and never did I remember the scrape of your hands Though time never seems to pass It's been ten years since you had me dead