So you must be the apple of my eyenCrawl like animals, cut my chest to breathenNow I've been bled drynMarched like an idiot, out through the carnivalnFuneral disguisednSo you must be the apple of my eyennPicking up the pieces, I'm breakingnSold up the river, no feelingnCan't seem to say, I'm leavingnnBut I never camennSo you could be like me, sinking innSome things are good to forgetnI cut my neck, it bleeds in, right innTell me what makes you lovenTell me what makes you hurt and crynSo you must be the apple of my eyennPicking up the pieces, I'm breakingnSold up the river, no feelingnCan't seem to say, I'm leavingnnBut I never camennI'm finding it hard to speak to younSpeak to you sobernToo many times, too much time in my eyes