The Cut

I don't think she wanted to die
But there's a glimmer in her eyes
Telling me that she will survive
Another way, into the dive

My eyes are salivating
I'm taking in the scene
But isn't that degrading
To wonder what it means?
I'm terrified of future
Ins and outs and things
That strip away the sutures
I don't wanna be the king

Don't cry because it's over
Smile because it happened
That desperation carves deeper
When you leave the wound blackened

That's the thing about the cut

I don't think I wanted to cry
But I got a hundred goodbyes
The Everywoman's in the sky
But tears are brought to my eyes

I would kill for another
Minute, hour, or two
To tell you that the sweater's
Fitting like new
I'm screaming at the ceiling
Hoping that I'll see
You again in kneeling
Like a devotee

Don't cry because it's over
Smile because it happened
That desperation carves deeper
When you leave the wound blackened

That's a taste of the cut

You're going where I can't follow
That's sulphur I cannot swallow
Oh, enemy, I want to know
This is letting go, I suppose

Don't cry because it's over
Smile because it happened
That desperation carves deeper
When you leave the wound blackened

Don't cry because it's over
Smile because it happened
That desperation carves deeper
When you leave the wound blackened

That's the blood in the cut