That's a sweet message
I was just calling to say
You've been everything
I've been craving
You've been on my mind
This is a sleeping bag of a young man's heart
I climbed into out of the dark
And now without any underwear
Or proper forms of flesh
I'm hurting him
By laying with him
This place
Above his breast
You've been everything
I've been craving
You've been on my mind
You've been everything
I've been craving
You've been on my mind
This is a guest room of widows heart
I hurled stones against out of the dark
And out of place
I place his face
Upon the almost sheet
And I'm arresting him
With promises I will never keep
You've been everything
I've been craving
You've been on mind
You've been everything
I've been craving
You've been on my mind
This is a murder scene of a perfect man
I stumbled on with dirty hands
Around the chalk outlines
Two bodies made apart
I'm scaring all the police away
With my empty cave of a heart
Hum, don't it feel good?