Mess

Take my body take my bones
 Deep in the dark where no one goes
 Wrap me in silver wrap me in gold
 Now say a prayer that no one knows
 Cold on the ground it's dying
 See it on your face that it's so
 Can't help but feel this way now
 Now that the truth has been told
 Bury the treasure you have found
 Filled with the pleasures you allow
 Promises that won't make a sound
 Cruel is the kindness that you vow
 Cold on the ground it's dying
 See it on your face that it's so
 Can't help but feel this way now
 Now that the truth has been told
 I've gotta fight
 I've gotta fight to fix this mess
 Between you and I
 Between you and I there are no regrets
 No regrets
 Cold on the ground it's dying
 See it on your face that it's so
 Can't help but feel this way now
 Now that the truth has been told
 Has been told
 Has been told