Finch

Meier, may we be this way forever, 
And tell me lover, what will become of the others?
Bones, skin, nails and flesh, 
On a bed of "lack of passion", 
A medieval consequence. 
They worry you with all the talk of how you're not their kind. 
Now I'm stealing her body and taking it home. 
There is always one more fall. 
Maladjusted you must trust me darling. 
Subsequently, you see, you deserve more than me. 
They bury you while wearing garments of funeral fire. 
Now I'm stealing her body and taking it home. 
There is always one more fall. 
This will hurt you, 
It's killing me. 
(This is the salt in my side; this is the thorn in my eye) 
This will hurt you, 
And I will too, 
And I willÂ… 
Bloodlust - for this girl 
Bloodloss - for this boy 
Another puncture wound 
And once again, forgive my sins. 
Now I'm stealing her body and taking it home. 
There is always one more fall. 
This is forever

Can't you see 
That I wanna be
There with open arms
It's empty tonight 
And I'm all alone
Get me through this oneDo you notice I'm gone?
  Where do you run to
  So far away?I want you to know that 
  I miss you, I miss you so
  I want you to know that
  I miss you, I miss you soI'm writing again
  These letters to you
  Aren't much I know
  But I'm not sleeping and 
  You're not here
  The thought stops my heartDo you notice I'm gone?
  Where do you run to
  So far away?I want you to know that
  I miss you, I miss you so
  I want you to know that
  I miss you, I miss you so
  I want you to know that
  I miss you, I miss you so
  I want you to know that
  I miss you, I miss you so