You were dead By the time that I had found you Your blood was spilled On the couch where we had first kissed So I carried you West To the sea, so I could wash you
Your body felt just like a backpack
And I dont know what they did to your face And I dont like it
You lived large Till the day they finally caught you They cut out your tongue so you would not scream When you came to And you pissed blood And then they chained you up when you turned blue
Your body felt just like a t-shirt
And I wanna build a tower To all the nicer things you could have been But I dont like it