It's been coming 'round for days I've been seeing it for years You've said all you had to say It doesn't mean that you're sincere If what you mean is harm
And we know what you will say When you talk behind our ears You're the good in everything And the worst of all our fears If what you mean is harm
And your dying thoughts kill us all And your dying thoughts kill us all
Now you're waiting on a life That you thought would reappear You take comfort in the ways That you held out all these years No love, loss, or harm