Take me.
Man of lust, dust to dust.
Won't you breath life in my lungs?
Change me.
Heart of stone, all alone.
Take this shell of a man I've become.
I've burnt out.
I've dried out.
I've changed into somebody I don't want to be.
I know I'm sick and I'm glad to admit...
That I don't want to burn every bridge you've built,
And deep inside, a wandering eye consumes.
