You'll Need Those Fingers for Crossing

I can taste the blood on your lips and on your tongue
I can see your teeth turn pink, your gums fade to white
The less and less I eat, the more you see my teeth
The closer they move together, fill the gaps, curse the weather
Rip the flesh from your bones, wipe me down, drive me home
Dump me side of the road if I’m too annoying
Wear your best suit, all these people are watching
Oh baby, you’ll need all those fingers for crossing
I’m sucking your last words from the back of your throat
So perfect, so bitter, we laugh, then we choke
(Keep) Wear your best suit, all these people are watching
(Your fingers) Oh baby, you’ll need all those fingers for crossing
(Crossed) I’m sucking your last words from the back of your throat
So perfect, so bitter, we laugh then we choke
You worry a million raindrops’ll die
With their last memory of you and I
In a soft porn version of the end of the world
I quake at the knees as my intentions unfurl
You wrote a letter to God, «Just in case», you said
«I'm nothing if I’m not a pragmatist»
«You needn’t worry about us, we can look after ourselves
We have learnt not to rely on you or anyone else»
Wear your best suit, all these people are watching
Oh baby, you’ll need all those fingers for crossing
I’m sucking your last words from the back of your throat
So perfect, so bitter, we laugh, then we choke
(Keep) Wear your best suit, all these people are watching
(Your fingers) Oh baby, you’ll need all those fingers for crossing
(Crossed) I’m sucking your last words from the back of your throat
So perfect, so bitter, we laugh then we choke