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I'm speaking with Satin

And he wonders why

A young thing like me

Is wanting to die

Why I'm selling my soul

After fighting for so long

Who made this happen

Who made it go wrong?

I tell him about you

For you're my oxygen

The one reason I

Chose to live again

You're the blood in my veins

The haemorrhage in my heart

The bruises under my eyes

Watching my world fall apart

You are the reason why

I can't untwist my guts

Why I have these burns

And why I have these cuts

You didn't even have to try

There was nothing you couldn't do

You just fell in love with me

And I fell in love with you

And scarlet jagged cuts

That fall around my skin

Are just a deep dark signs

That this is starting to begin

You are the only thing

That I am going to leave behind

You are a tiny little bit of me

In this precious fragile mind

So if he comes to ask you

I beg of you not to tell

This Satin with whom I'm speaking

That I have no soul to sell