Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip I shouldn't laugh but I know I'm a failure in your eyes I know it's daft but I guess that I know it deep inside It feels like we're ready to crack these days, you and I When it's just the two of us, only the two of us I could die You left my heart like an abandoned car Old and worn out no use at all But I used to be free We're gonna separate ourselves tonight We're always running scared but holding knives But there's a black chandelier, it's casting shadows and lies I'll sit in silence for the rest of my life if you'd like Dressing our wounds with industrial gloves made of wire Feel it penetrating the skin, we begin to relax When it's just the two of us and a cute little cup of cyanide