Bent Nail

I’m built to bleed

Plan my ruin guiltlessly

A broken tool inside the shed

Give up the Spring

Then covet secretly

The breeze and scent stay far away

I’m caught between a beggars teeth

Buried in the wilted roses and the pregnant ****s

Protest the stars eternally

You can pound away on me until my heads beneath

I’m built to bleed

Plan my ruin guiltlessly

Another John who’s lost his head

I’m a bent nail

You’ve got no use for me

A monster for eternity

I’m caught between a beggars teeth

Buried in the wilted roses and the pregnant ****s

Protest the stars eternally

You can pound away on me until my heads beneath

If you feel like letting go

If you feel like letting go

If you feel like letting go

If you feel like letting go