If only we could live on hunger
If only we could be sustained by being desired
It wouldn't be such a tragedy
That you're so goddamned civilized
You haven't used those eyes on me in years
But I remember when you were wild
So I am making peace with the emptiness, the hollowness, oh
Because I refuse to fill it with lies
Do I wish for the young rogue back --
I used to hope you would grow up
I always knew you sort-of loved me
But it would never be enough
All the threads pulling on my heart, leading nowhere
(Cut them) I don't need their ties
All the torches my hands strain to carry
Drop them -- I don't need their light
So I am making peace with the emptiness, the hollowness, oh
Because I refuse to fill it with lies

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