The beauty spot was borrowed Now my sweet knife rusts tomorrow I'm a confession that is waiting to be heard Burn your empty rain down on me Whisper your death beats so softly We bend our knees to the altar of my ego You drained my heart, and made a spade But there's still traces of me in your veins You drained my heart, and made a spade But there's still traces of me in your veins All my lilies' mouths are open, like to begging for dope and hoping their little petal chant "We can't kick, you won't be back" I'm a diamond that is tired of all the faces I've acquired We secure the shadow ere, the substance fades You drained my heart, and made a spade But there's still traces of me in your veins And we said till we die And we said till we die You drained my heart, and made a spade But there's still traces of me in your veins You drained my heart, and made a spade But there's still traces of me in your veins You drained my heart, and made a spade But there's still traces of me in your veins And we said till we die And we said till we die