She weaves in the night,
She weaves by candlelight,
Black blankets full of words,
Words, words, words.
She comes to you when your'e cold, when your'e weak.
She drapes you head to toe, in her dark, dark warmth.
And all you see are words,
Words, words, words.
(And they say)
You are defected at the core, you should know better, you should know more,
Your'e unworthy of love, your'e unworthy of life, you should be ashamed of yourself.
You hear her whisper but you don't see her.
She tells you to need her.
She tells you to believe her.
Cuz if you didn't receive her, who would she weave for?
Who would she weave for?
(She weaves in the night)
She weaves by candlelight,
Black blankets full of words,
Words, words, words.
She comes to you when your'e cold, when your'e weak.
She drapes you head to toe, in her dark, dark warmth.
And all you see are words,
Words, words, words.
(And they say)
You are defected at the core, you should know better, you should know more,
Your'e unworthy of love, your'e unworthy of life, you should be ashamed of yourself.
You hear her whisper but you don't see her.
She tells you to need her.
She tells you to believe her.
Cuz if you didn't receive her, who would she weave for?
Who would she weave for?
(She weaves in the night)