Ran into the water
Right up to the neck
To keep the head up, drank it all down
Swallowed it back
Don't believe in fighting
Or love made out of free will
There's a higher law up there somewhere
That laughs at every kill
There's no story to tell
You might know it still bleeds Nobody here can give me better help
There's no story to tell
No story to tell
So you might know it still bleeds
Nobody here can give me better help
You do, my dear
The hairs on my arm are rising
The truth waiting for the kill The sensation of you being rounded
And more than memories ever will
I'm tired of the longing
I'm
so tired of the night I'm so tired of the listening
To all the well-meant advice No story to tell
You might know it still bleeds Nobody here can give me better help
There's no story to tell No,
there's no story to tell
See my heart still bleeds Nobody here can give me better help
You do, my dear
I'll be the old man in the corner
To help you out of bed
To feed you and to listen to silence
instead I'll be that one sick glass of water
When you're thirsty once again The only one still here
that really gives a damn When there's no story to tell
And my nose still bleeds Nobody here can give me better help
There's no story to tell
There's no story to tell
And my heart still bleeds
Nobody here can give a bigger damn
Than I do, my dear