Curse These Metal Hands lyrics

I've been saying it all wrong It wasn't deep devotion, playing games in your thoughts What did it mean before? All the love came pounding on your head and your walls I thought it sweet Suggested she Prevent the car from starting and toss away the key Now you're a terminator My sweet incinerator Oh, come on, darling, it's fine You know that I'll be anything you want me to be A single-serving, saviour, all the stuff in between You know the way I get so tired, but I never sleep Can't you see? Can't you see? Oh Just one more for your thoughts (and then I'm done) And then one more tomorrow if the thoughts wouldn't stop How did it feel before? (How did it feel before?) Callouses on my mind mirrored the one in my heart At twenty-three, it dawned on me Oh, those years of smoking burn through my silver screen The great communicator, the bastard imitator I'm sorry, darling, it's fine Just wanted to be anything you want me to be A single-serving, saviour, all the stuff in between You know the way I get so tired, but I never sleep Can't you see? Can't you see? I wanna be the empty vessel for your beliefs Just open up my mind and then just fill me completely You know the way I'm always just out reach of my dreams Can't you see? Can't you see? Oh Just one more for your thoughts And then I'm done