Dried Up, Tied and Dead to the World

You cut off all of your fingers

Trade them in for dollar bills

Cake on some more makeup to cover all those lines

Wake up and stop shaking 'cause you're just wasting time






Don't you want some of this?

Don't you need some of this?






You take but cannot be given

You ride but cannot be ridden

Pinch this tiny heart of mine, wrap it up in soiled twine

You never read what you've written






I'll be your lover, I'll be forever

I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high

I'll be your lover, I'll be forever

I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high






Don't you want some of this?

Don't you need some of this?

Don't you want some of this?

Don't you need some of this?






You shove your hair down my throat

I feel your fingers in me

Tear this bitter fruit to mess and wrap it in your soiled dress

Now, you must spit out the seeds






I'll be your lover, I'll be forever

I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high

I'll be your lover, I'll be forever

I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high






Anything, when I'm high

Anything, when I'm high






I'll be your lover, I'll be forever

I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high

I'll be your lover, I'll be forever

I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high



Anything, when I'm high






All dried up and tied up, forever

All fucked up and dead to the world

All dried up and tied up, forever

All fucked up and dead to the world



All dried up and tied up, forever

All fucked up and dead to the world

All dried up and tied up, forever

All fucked up and dead to the world