33 & golden

I was born an open wound that only suicide could sow up
But I refuse that healing thread, I wanted God to look at us
And she whispers you sweet nothings, you hope it's true enough
To keep you here 'til you give yourself up

So I'm done with this body, I'm done with this skin
'Til I'm rid of my bones, and I'm left with a grin
If you swallow evil and just let it swim
Sometimes a hospital bed just can't teach you a thing
Just can't teach you a thing

But, oh, I can't see life as inherent good, as easy as it sounds
I would if I could
And we can't sit tight the way we should
We're tied and we're bound
Comically misunderstood

So I'm done with this body, I'm done with this skin
'Til I'm rid of my bones, and I'm left with a grin
So if you swallow evil and just let it swim
Sometimes a hospital bed just can't teach you a thing

These ropes serve to keep us apart
And all this pain has no lesson at its heart

But it just keeps going, it just keeps growing
Won't stop
Because it just keeps tugging, it won't stop tearing us up

'Cause I'm done with this body, I'm done with this skin
'Til I'm rid of my bones, and I'm left with a grin
If you swallow evil and just let it swim
Sometimes a hospital bed just can't teach you a thing

Teach you a thing