You give us bread, you keep us warm What I do for you in turn I leave you with this memory stained Between the sheets, under the rain Your face is pale, your lips are red Your eyes are dark, you might be dead But I will hold you even then Until you breathe and I am fed Jodi, my dear, I'm sorry but I must disappear I leave you with a song and a tear Just please don't wash away This is my crutch, you had me at the face and the touch But I can only give you so much Before it goes away You could be my end You could be my end We can do this on our own But you're still telling me What I want, what I need 'Til I can't even be Here on my own And in the dark and on the floor The bottle caps, well they just pour And you can tell I want you more Beyond the few, beyond the storm But this won't stay, yeah I confess That I am not what you have guessed I'm just a whore and nothing less And I won't stop until I rest Roll into town with thunder on our backs, heads are proud We wander through your gates and your crowd To ponder what we'll take And though you are far, I keep you in a place in my heart And never let the beast tear apart What happened there in May You could be my end You could be my end We can do this on our own But you're still telling me What I want, what I need 'Til I can't even be Here on my own