I’m built to bleed
 Plan my ruin guiltlessly
 A broken tool inside the shed
 Give up the Spring
 Then covet secretly
 The breeze and scent stay far away
 I’m caught between a beggars teeth
 Buried in the wilted roses and the pregnant ****s
 Protest the stars eternally
 You can pound away on me until my heads beneath
 I’m built to bleed
 Plan my ruin guiltlessly
 Another John who’s lost his head
 I’m a bent nail
 You’ve got no use for me
 A monster for eternity
 I’m caught between a beggars teeth
 Buried in the wilted roses and the pregnant ****s
 Protest the stars eternally
 You can pound away on me until my heads beneath
 If you feel like letting go
 If you feel like letting go
 If you feel like letting go
 If you feel like letting go