Piss me off
Then make me happy
Burn my skin
Then sooth my wounds
Stick a knife in my heart
Turn it both ways
Then love me, whole

How it is that nothing's sacred
Hunger thrives where poor are joyous
Thirst gives life where it finds a void
All is true where lies are burning
And whatever happens the world keeps turning

So tie me down to a bed of flowers
My flesh is open inside out
What is the thing that was said to happen
For the magic touch to heal my heart
What should I say
Or should I do nothing
For all these wounds to flow apart