You are, a voice inside my head Thoughtful words both articulate and bright You were, beautifully designed Cold and quiet winter scenery This December I'm collecting dust I will decorate your frozen window sill This December I'm turning to rust A statuette in animate and still We are, mannequins at heart Every feeling painted on our face We were, made with careful hands A restless mind, some perfectionist's free will This December I'm showing affection I'm kissing you not stopping anything This December I'm celebrating you Something I thought I would never do No You make this (You make this) Yarder than it has to be You make this You make this so So very interesting You make this (You make this) Yarder than it has to be You make this You make this so So very interesting We break our bones, we will draw our blood We break our bones, we will draw our blood We break our bones, we will draw our blood We break our bones, we will draw our blood Break our bones, we will draw our blood Break our bones, we will draw our blood Break our bones, we will draw our blood Break our bones, we will draw our blood