Helplessly held by the weeds, we are grown,

I tried talking sense to you, leave it alone;

I give in to the weight of the kick,

So weary of waiting and hoping for this,

The two of us alone, no-one else to see,

I promise not to miss you and no more jealousy.



Careful of my gender, it comes, how it goes,

Love me tender so nobody knows,

Nobody knows the trouble I seen,

Each time they asked, I said something obscene,

The splinters shower down, I shelter from the rain,

Against the grain, against the moon,

I waxes and I wanes.



No ecstacy sent for taking a line,

Right through the tokehead they rip, run and shine;

I awake and the feeling won't drop,

Each time they slam down, I swear I will stop,

The two of us alone, no-else to see,

The damage brings us closer to murder, can't you see?



Here in my rocking-horse house,

I keep the curtains drawn;

Inside my little head,

I hear them screaming out my name.



Here in my rocking-horse room,

I keep my syes shut tight:

Inside my peeping-holes,

I know that if they're empty I can sleep.



Don't you believe her, deliver a shiver to me,

Is this what you wnated?

I'm haunted, my eyes grown cold.

I still got second sight,

I still can see at night.



Here comes the enemy, the beast in me,

Alive a little more,

On my hard shoulder,

The warning goes deeper than before.

I still got second sight,

I still can see at night