Seether--Remedy.


Throw your dollar bills and leave your thrills all here with me,
And speak but don't pretend I won't defend you anymore, you see.
It aches in every bone, I'll die alone, but not for you.
My eyes don't need to see that ugly thing, I know it's me you fear...

If you want me hold me back!

Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail,
And so we go back to the remedy,
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie,
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me."

I don't need a friend, I need to mend so far away,
So come sit by the fire and play a while, but you can't stay too long...
It aches in every bone, I'll die alone, but not for pleasure.
I see my heart explode, it's been eroded by the weather here...

If you want me hold me back!

Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail,
And so we go back to the remedy.
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie,
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me."

Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail,
And so we go back to the remedy.
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie,
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me."

Hold your eyes closed, take me in..
Hold your eyes closed, take me in...

Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail,
And so we go back to the remedy.
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie,
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me."

Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail,
And so we go back to the remedy.
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie,
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me."