Sarasvati

(Verse 1) You are Sanskrit on my skin Peel me open 'til I am nothing but a whisper Name yourself sinner, I only play for pennies And I don't play for sinners, I play for sadness I play for dead things (chorus) Pull the bones from their sockets Please be softer while you do it for I am fragile and vacant Sarasvati saw me to sleep I rested my head against her knee and the music I like goes up And down like bobbing bodies in the river bend And they say "Mary, why are your songs so sad? Look at the luck and fortune you've had Why do you cry at night?" Pull the bones from their sockets Please be soft while you do it for I am fragile and fading (Verse 2) You can take my body and tongue and organs Whisper my skin like death has already rose and stuff Every piece of me that crashes And every piece of you And I swear that's how they make stars I'm not whole Pull the bones from their sockets Please be soft while you do it for I am fragile and fading