Текст песни Woodcut

I've still got these fingers left on this hand

Take off your belt and I'll do what I can for you

You sure look like you could be some kind of harm

And maybe it's true

You're more gifted than most

You'll still be remembered by the notch in my bedpost

Left in your wake at the break of the day that comes after

There's no one above me to stain my fierce hands

No

You don't love me

Don't say that you do because you can't

It would be my pleasure to sit here and talk with you all day

But there's no part of me that's not wasting away

We speak of these things,

Promises that might be but never are

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Change is beyond me

I'm helpless to start

Don't try to touch me

I'll just rip apart

All the people and things I wish that I knew how to care for

There's no one above me to stain my fierce hands

No

You don't love me

Don't say that you do

You

You can't

There's no one above me to stain my fierce hands

No

You don't love me

Don't say that you do because you can't