My heart, my hips, my body, my love
Trying to find a part of me that you didn't touch
Gave up on me like I was a bad drug
Now I'm searching for signs in a haunted club
Our songs, our films, united we stand
our country
Guess it was a lawless land
Quiet my fears with a touch of your hand
Paper cut stains from our paper thin plans
My time, my wine, my spirit, my trust
Trying to find a part of me you didn't take up
Gave you too much but it wasn't enough
But I'll be all right
It's just a thousand cuts
~Death by a thousand cuts