She's Made Of Hair And Bone And Little Teeth
And Things I Cannot Speak
She Comes On Like A Crippled Plaything
Spine Is Just A String
I Wrapped Our Love In All This Foil
Silver-tight Like Spider Legs
I Never Wanted It To Ever Spoil
But Flies Will Always Lay Their Eggs


Take Your Hatred Out On Me
My Your Victim My Head
You Never Ever Believed In Me
I Am Your Tourniquet


Prosthetic Synthesis With Butterfly
Sealed Up With Virgin Stitch
If It Hurts Just Tell Me
Preserve The Innocence
I Never Wanted It To End This Way,
But Flies Will Lay Their Eggs