well the hours & minutes drop
praying for this pain to stop
but I expect no intercession
too good at my confession
& I feel like the first one
yeah & the last one
who'll ever know
just how this feels

you got what I need
oh, the wound is open
& it's time to bleed

it's much too soon to tell
riding out the swell
but there's an itching, ragged hole
I feel it in my soul
& I, I never wondered
I never knew
just what I wished for
now I'm torn in two

come back here!
oh, come back here!
with that skyblueprofen
in your hand