The Burial

Speak softly
My sweet
Tell me what you’re thinking
Let the words fall free
Indifferent to their meaning
Or consequence
Cause tonight, I’m a priest
Shrouded in your quilt
And you will see
Truth in me
So fucking say something

We could just lie here
Like two corpses
Side by side
Buried in this bed
With just the sound of our rotting bodies
And the kids in the street
Cursing ‘til their tongues bleed

Are you tired?
‘Cause I’m wide awake
Are you tired?
‘Cause I’m wide awake (fucking say something)
Are you tired?
‘Cause I’m wide awake
Are you tired?
‘Cause I’m wide awake
Are you tired?
‘Cause I’m wide awake
Are you tired?
‘Cause I’m wide awake