This is where I'd get off If skies went black enough To bless the ringing ears with rainfall Into my extra room You'd barge with hexes so familiar And I'd explain It was a risk worth taking To weave your crude engravings through me I wanna go to sleep tonight and dream of what went down Languor lead the way and I'll be gone I wanna go sleep tonight and dream of what went wrong Your fury feels the same although you've gone This is where I'd get off If my black thoughts were paused and my heart Cut out its palpitating Into my extra room You'd barge demanding explanations But I'd insist it was a risk worth taking To weave your crude engravings through me Make it a point to ignore every symptom Cause even in stasis we sensed isolation in wait Ears ring at the crossroads of your love and hatred And no sleepless spell ever will hammer a meaning Through me Just rusty nails And old man's liver