Can I cut you out of the frame? Can I throw the remnants in the lake? 'Cause I never wanted to yell murder in your name I just want to die without your photo drenched in shame For I will never be the same And cold blood always leaves a stain And, oh, the lines they are so blue And, oh, the coat of arms you threw 'Cause I never wanted to slaughter your game To go on pining for Moon that only wanes So take me out to the corn, my love, and Splash the water till it turns into mud For my blood is frozen from the absence of love Oh, in the veins, a far haunting calls your name To your soul's body which you never knew you gave Away in, into oblivion you threw And his teeth have made a corpse of you But you've come back with the clipped wings of the dove And in this reverie, you've wrestled with your love For my blood's still frozen from the absence of love So take the thorns out of me, my love Patch them up with your wounded love We're all tied up, now undo what you've done And into soundless, from your slaughter, I will run Can I cut you out of the frame? Can I throw the remnants in the lake?