The Bends Lyrics

Cross my arms

Shake my head

As I let you come back again

All alarms

Flashing red

I should be turning ‘round instead

Here we are

At the end

Of a rope that’s thin as thread

At the start

Of the mend

Your love is giving me the bends

And my spine is filling

Up with mal-intent

And my lungs are spilling

Out my final breath

My precious breath

Break apart

My intent

Dissect the meaning that I meant

Who we are

What I said

When my face was burning red

Forging on

No regret

At least that’s what I’ll pretend

Write a song

Streaked with pen

Now my face is soaking wet

And my spine is filling

Up with mal-intent

And my lungs are spilling

Out my final breath

My precious breath

And my spine is filling

Up with mal-intent

And my lungs are spilling

Out my final breath

My precious breath

Ooh ooh, oh no

Ooh ooh, oh I’ll pretend

Ooh ooh, oh no

Ooh ooh, oh I’ll pretend it all

And my spine is all wrong

But I’ll pretend

And my lungs are not strong

But I’ll pretend it all

And my spine is filling

Up with mal-intent

And my lungs are spilling

Out my final breath

My precious breath

And my spine is filling

Up with mal-intent

And my lungs are spilling

Out my final breath

My precious breath