In the fullness of the moon, I see my only secret tomb<br />
And all the bitterness and hate you can just scrape right off your plate<br />
Set aside your clever smile, come and lay with me a while<br />
While you're drawing up your will, the apartment house is still<br />
They shut the power off<br />
<br />
When the moon is proper full, set your hands into the wool<br />
And dig down into the skin, feel the fever held within<br />
Remember when we thought we'd die, the cops fell out of the sky<br />
Pushing through the night, your hand held my hand so tight<br />
They shut the power off<br />
<br />
Rumors suit you just fine, they warm you like wine<br />
Pass strangers and tired roads<br />
Singing in the park, ten feet further in the dark<br />
Your saviors are all failures to me</