The beauty spot was borrowed 
Now my sweet knife rusts tomorrow 
I'm a confession that is waiting to be heard 

Burn your empty rain down on me
Whisper your death beats so softly 
We bend our knees to the altar of my ego 

You drained my heart, and made a spade 
But there's still traces of me in your veins 
You drained my heart, and made a spade 
But there's still traces of me in your veins 

All my lilies' mouths are open, like to begging for dope and hoping 
their little petal chant "We can't kick, you won't be back" 

I'm a diamond that is tired of all the faces I've acquired 
We secure the shadow ere, the substance fades 

You drained my heart, and made a spade 
But there's still traces of me in your veins 
You drained my heart, and made a spade 
But there's still traces of me in your veins 

And we said till we die 
And we said till we die 

You drained my heart, and made a spade 
But there's still traces of me in your veins 
You drained my heart, and made a spade 
But there's still traces of me in your veins 

You drained my heart, and made a spade 
But there's still traces of me in your veins 
You drained my heart, and made a spade 
But there's still traces of me in your veins 

And we said till we die
And we said till we die