These Are The Layers Of Bandages

You're looking at me now, and I didn't know what to say Medicine from the mouth is poison in the brain Wet black streaks are scarring the side of your face I watch you undress and sleep in the mess you're made You'd look prettier dead So I'll take you by the hand and direct you to the bed, whoa You strain your lungs into the pillow Crying, "no no, whoa whoa whoa whoa" And after it is done, now I can see the stains on your teeth And the sides of your face seem to lack all symmetry But I will forgive and never forget, and I won?t deny my philosophy?s amiss These words are poison delivered through the lips, stating it simply, "ignorance is bliss" You'd look prettier dead So I'll take you by the hand and direct you to the bed, whoa You strain your lungs into the pillow Crying, "no no, whoa whoa whoa whoa" You'd look prettier dead So I'll take you by the hand and direct you to the bed, whoa You strain your lungs into the pillow Crying, "no no, whoa whoa whoa whoa"