Petite Mort Lyrics

Petit Mort, i asked you for an answer
Petit Mort, i sang until you slept
Petit Mort, you took yourself, you b******
Petit Mort, now sleeping's all that's left
you took apart the sympathetic angle
when you catered to the bitterness inside
aligned yourself with depths I couldn't handle
a million daily deaths before you die

gathered a bouquet
roses and posies
and straightened my tie
when I got there, you were nowhere i could find
through layer after layer of subconscious
i hunted for a reason in the woods
i tore apart the map and started backwards
i couldn't picture living there for good

i left you there to finish setting fires
i left you there to propagate your lie
i left you there cos honey, I was tired
i left you but that doesn't make it right
i remember your bedroom
ivy and clover
you kept me alive
knives drawn, the butcher world waited outside

Petit Mort, i asked you for an answer
Petit Mort, i sang until you slept
Petit Mort, you took yourself, you b******
Petit Mort, now sleeping's all that's left