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