To be incomplete The world will turn and we'll both will learn how to be This here now, it's where we touch down I don't wanna look down I don't want us to break up in the cloud I breathe in slow to compose myself But the bleeding heart I left on the

I might take off on you peons and go away to Venus I'm a star so I put a neutron on my pinkie I'm moonwalking but my Christian Loubotin's bleeding I'm smoking moonrocks, shawty, and I feel the ceiling (And I'm codeine dreaming, and I'm codeine dreaming)

Of the tragedies in man Lurking in the core of us all The last dying call for the everlost Brief encounters, bleeding pain Lepers coiled 'neath the trees Dying men in bewildered soliloquys Perversions bloom round the bend Seekers, lost in their quest

I'm bleeding me Caught under wheels roll I can't take it Oh, the bleeding of me Can't stop to save my soul I take the leash that's bleeding me I'm diggin' my way I'm diggin' my way to somethin' I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better I'm pushin' to stay

And this is how it all began On our first campaign to the Fatherland There was writing on the walls Looked like "Circus" there for me We were smoking Karl Marx With the junkies in the park I watched the barmaid keeping track By marking X's on our mats

Let me bleed, let me bleed So let's go back to our cocoon On the blackened afternoon I see your heart is bleeding, too Let me bleed instead of you Instead of you I know that you must feel like facing With ruin, facing with ruin I messed it up as always,

Love so willingly (Kelly/Mann) I never liked a bleeding heart But a bleeding heart's what I've become With a broken funny bone And a rubber crutch to lean upon How can I turn from this mistake? How can I bend? I know you'll break When you love so

Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn

The bleeding The screaming, was tearing me apart I'm better off without you and you're better off without me The beatings I remember when all the games began

If I'm lost then how can I find myself? If I'm lost now then how can I find myself? And if I believe you Will that make it stop? If I told you I need you Is that what you want? And I'm broken and bleeding And begging for help And I'm asking you Jesus,