La Rapet

It's what you see in men, does my rugged face cut scars like daggers Faces on the wall, we can't touch you but you move our hobby Reach into the hall, step around the feast and find the lobby Open up the door, see an angel and you'll lose your body My body... Her angel... Picking out a name, stretching out on your sheets Isabelle, Isabelle, can't you hear me I can't tell Is the devil in the room, is he hiding in the first drawer Hold me dear, hold me dear, can't you feel me touch your ear Meat was on the bone, but the children huddled and devoured Keep them in the home, let their minds go where their bikes can't take them Flinching finds me first, so I'll hide 'til she is in the basement When I light the match, touching angels shadows on the ceiling Racing 'round the room, your forehead is on fire Isabelle, Isabelle they're all talking you're not well Looking like a ghost doctors shaking their heads Say my name, say my name can't you hear me I'm to blame (There have been sadder days...) Starting to rotting... pretty angel Grab the preachers throat, can't you see the light within the shutters Who set up the ball, don't you see your dancing frees my chances Put me on my feet, there's an angel with a hand thats open Write my name in ink, send a letter to the ground and beg him Folding all your clothes, changing all your bed sheets Isabelle, Isabelle, you're not with me where I dwell Drinking from your glass, smash it on the pyre It's a shame, it's a shame dont you see me, I'm to blame Some people's lives awake to itsy-bitsy I'm-so-sorry's The branch breaks, you crack a window and the wind might say "The birds are calling for you please don't follow..."