I can't decide, if I should let you leave
Words in my throat, the kind that you choke to read
December lies, the coldest you'll get for free
Why do you hide, you know I wont stop to breathe
I'll only hunt while you sleep
I'll only cut you if it's deep
Only because it hurts

Great rows of trees, bowing so gracefully
Take back your home and hide it between the sheets
I'll only hunt while you sleep
I'll only cut you if it's deep
Tell me does it hurt, you?

While you try to look
For the ghost that can't be found
I'll wait until dawn peaks through
And be dust upon the clouds