Let the sun come in
And touch my skin
Like the nights we spent
Touching hands
Dreams that I had
About the smell of your hair

I dug my own grave
Buried myself
Inside your chest

Choked inside
My own mind
I feel so cold
Deep in my heart

Carry me around
Until we find
A way to make things work out

I'm crucified
I'm upside down
Hang me out to dry

Hang me out
Hang me out to dry
Hang me out to dry