I don't want to take it, baby, I don't want to break it, baby, I don't want to try and make you anyway. I just want to lie down till my crazy brains to lie down and then fall away. I won't be alone, I won't be waiting by the phone. I won't be dreaming of you dreaming of me anyway. Tell me where you've been and I won't tell you where I've been in the world. Be okay. But I don't have a home, it's not a chain, it's not a throne. It's just a picture of a picture tossed and torn away. Anger on your face, don't know how to strange and not as brave as when you turned away. I won't be the one when all is said and all is done. I won't be breathing like you breathing to the light of fear. I'll be in the yards to take pictures in the dark of all I'm torn up raised. But I won't be the one when all is done. I won't be the one when all is done. I won't be the one when all is said and torn away. I won't be the one when all is said and torn away.