Mess

Take my body take my bones
Deep in the dark where no one goes
Wrap me in silver wrap me in gold
Now say a prayer that no one knows

Cold on the ground it's dying
See it on your face that it's so
Can't help but feel this way now
Now that the truth has been told

Bury the treasure you have found
Filled with the pleasures you allow
Promises that won't make a sound
Cruel is the kindness that you vow

Cold on the ground it's dying
See it on your face that it's so
Can't help but feel this way now
Now that the truth has been told

I've gotta fight
I've gotta fight to fix this mess
Between you and I
Between you and I there are no regrets
No regrets

Cold on the ground it's dying
See it on your face that it's so
Can't help but feel this way now
Now that the truth has been told
Has been told
Has been told