Cut from Skin

here's how i broke the teeth from my mouth
without spilling blood or novocaine's help:

they grew in too thin and tasted of wine and tobacco fumes
and late nights in my room,
and late nights in my room
they fall out while i dream.

here's how i broke the rules that you wrote
in that note, slender hand, my favorite joke:

the love we trusted broke and busted in the cages of our hearts
and as they fall apart,
and as they fall apart,
they cry out, they forget about-

the kicker, the punchline,
the play on words that you climb,
that we're cut from one skin,
the sinew that you swim in,
and always we will be,
there will be no escaping
this body, this body, this body,
anytime soon

(because)

we were cut from skin and pasted to the pages of this town,
but why you're still around,
but why you're still around,
it was a good place to begin, but the last place i want to be found.
we were cut from skin and pasted to the pages of this town,
but why you're still around,
but why you're still around...