I See Your Heart Beat Through the Bedsheets I Feel Your Pulse Against the Floor I Sleep the Sadness That no One Else Sleeps Feel Me Cunningly Adore. As the Tic Tock Clock Lies Goldilocks What a Sick Enchanted View Of the White Blot Sin That We All Began Not the Girl That I Once Knew. Blue Sunshine Ive Got no Vacancies At the Top of the Clock Was Jesus Spying On Me I Spoke of Friends Point Me Which Direction I Tried a Bribe of When I Die But Swore He Never Mentioned. I Kicked and Screamed, "Its Simple, You Must Sing The Day I Take You, Youll Be Sleeping You Wont Feel a Thing."