Guilt and the Like Lyrics

Your hands hang like stones,
If you could lift them you'd cover your face.

This is the moment things change.
The moment things would never be the same.
So you writhe you broken limbed leper.
If you were here now, I'd cut you open.
Because I don't want to feel anymore.
I want it all to burn.
This guilt is all seeing,
carrying you home to the shore.

I will use you until the end.
Until the end.