I believe she's breathing correctly
I believe her heart rate's fine
But the doctor's notice that her pupil's dilated
And he's sure that's not a good sign
...? and whiskey were a stupid idea
especially when she's eight months pregnant.
Now she's smashed her head on the porcelain bowl
and she's lost our baby and she's fractured her skull
But I can't stop pretending she's attractive
And I can't keep ignoring that she doesn't want to live
And I only really care because I don't want to sleep alone
I remove sharp objects when I leave her all alone
Well, she's making a full recovery
But she blames me for saving her life
And she still takes me dancing
Because it fills up the time
And she's breaking off the ends of the silk coats?
The way she sits makes her look a little cripple
And sleeping and eating have become bad habits
Like sex and watching TV
But I can't stop pretending she's attractive
And I can't keep ignoring that she doesn't want to live
And I only really care because I don't want to sleep alone
I remove sharp objects when I leave her on her own.
If she wants to sleep
Then I should really let her sleep
If she wants to die
Then I see no reason why not
If she wants to sleep
Then I should really let her sleep
If she wants to die
Then I see no reason why.