Bones in the Water - Battle Of Mice

Every time I think of pushing you down the stairs

I lick my lips

But don’t be upset, its the only way I know how

To show you that I really care

I lie to you every chance I get

And I make it just close enough to the truth

That you go for it every time

But don’t misunderstand

I leave fingerprints outside your window

In the shapes of positive messages

I’ve got a present for you

It’s made from pieces of my skin

Trailing slices of pale light

Thread and needle closing in

Raking window from the pane

And ready to commit

Sway back through gray beams of slate

On fingers cold and thin

I’ve got a present for you

It’s made from pieces of my skin

Trailing slices of pale light

Thread and needle closing in

Raking window from the pane

And ready to commit

Sway back through gray beams of slate

On fingers cold and thin