Antiacid with the silver spoon Speak of needles through a loom The eye is quick, but your body's sick Apologies, I've come too soon I am burrowing inside you I am safe inside Your daddy's rich And grey as stone A season shy of a broken home I'd hold you tighter My hands are tied You're always hurt and you don't know why Will you come back when all this is over? When the sickness has tattooed your shoulders And you just don't wanna feel like you're wasting all this life Will you come back when all this is over? Will you come back when all this is over? When the sickness has tattooed your shoulders And you just don't wanna feel like you're wasting all this life Will you come back when all this is over?