take me where the rats hide when it rains
with a long list of ways to end our pain
blindfold these eyes
and bury me alive
don't wanna be around to see how it turns out
cruisin' for a bruisin'
and got away scott free
and I'm dead set
to make a mess of things
keep me at arms length if you see fit
with no rhyme or reason to abandon ship
cover me in doubt
and keep the light out
I'm not gonna be around to see how it turns out