Now you'll have to hold me up,
And now I'll have to fall
Sew up my eyelids, stitch up my lips,
Take me down Roman stairs through your secret back door
With your lips for food, and your skin for sheets
Eyes for light, and your blood for heat
And your two white arms for an overcoat
Lay me out now, lay me out
For I'm blinder, blinder by the hour.
Oh, bundle me tight in your overcoat
Where the damned-all we said, and the damned-all we wrote
In the stillness of breath, in the dampness of walls
We are taking the cure, we are taking no calls
With our hair for straw, and our tea for days
Slapped air through my lips, press me once or twice
I know your secret delight in vice
Lay me out now, lay me out
For I'm blinder, blinder by the hour.
With our lips for food, and our skin for sheets
Eyes for light, and our blood for heat
And our two white arms for an overcoat
Lay me out now, lay me out
For I'm blinder, blinder by the hour.
Lay me out now, lay me out
For I'm blinder, blinder, blinder by the hour.
And this is all I have, and this is all you get.
And this is all I have, and this is all you get.
And this is all I have, and this is all you get.
And this is all I have, and this is all you get.