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 shall 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