Now you'll have to hold me up, nAnd now I'll have to fallnSew up my eyelids, stitch up my lips, nTake me down Roman stairs through your secret back doornWith your lips for food, and your skin for sheetsnEyes for light, and your blood for heatnAnd your two white arms for an overcoatnnLay me out now, lay me outnFor I'm blinder, blinder by the hour.nnOh, bundle me tight in your overcoatnWhere the damned-all we said, and the damned-all we wrotenIn the stillness of breath, in the dampness of wallsnWe are taking the cure, we are taking no callsnWith our hair for straw, and our tea for daysnSlapped air through my lips, press me once or twicenI know your secret delight in vicennLay me out now, lay me outnFor I'm blinder, blinder by the hour.nnWith our lips for food, and our skin for sheetsnEyes for light, and our blood for heatnAnd our two white arms for an overcoatnnLay me out now, lay me outnFor I'm blinder, blinder by the hour.nLay me out now, lay me outnFor I'm blinder, blinder, blinder by the hour.nnAnd this is all I have, and this is all you get.nAnd this is all I have, and this is all you get.nAnd this is all I have, and this is all you get.nAnd this is all I have, and this is all you get.