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If You Can't Leave It Be, Might As Well Make it BleedWhat you found sure upset youNever saw it coming did you? It's easy to be surprised With both your eyes sewn closed Handled with great precision Another faultless execution You're the subject of this exhibition A willing cadaver, a willing cadaver Scalpel, sutured, made whole again These cuts are leaving creases Trace the scars, fit the pieces To tell your story, you don't need to say a word Call off the cavalry You can't save a wretch like me Clean this with kerosene If you can't leave it be, might as well make it bleed Scalpel, sutured, made whole again Your wires are frayed, can't fire right You look better when out of sight You were not made to stand and fight There's something better wrong with you (X2) Your pulse is anemic, you're tired of the fire You're bruising too easy, and falling behind And no one is waiting for you (X4) For you (X2) Call off your quarantine You can't save the rest from me Clean this with kerosene If you can't leave it be, might as well make it bleed Scalpel, sutured, made whole again again (X8) Your wires are frayed, can't fire right You look better when out of sight You were not made to stand and fight There's something better wrong with you (X2) |