| David, sedated, lying on the floor |
| David, can’t lift his eyes anymore |
| Take out your steel frame, let it fall apart |
| You folded up so far |
| Answering the phone, closing a door |
| Everything feels awfully empty for David |
| Aw hell, let it go |
| Then make it back up |
| Hold the pain more closely |
| Take out your steel frame, let it fall apart |
| Didn’t know that you folded up so far |
| Answering the phone, closing a door |
| Everything feels awfully empty for David |
| Wha ho, he’s ready again |
| He wasn’t ready back then |
| Just give him something to believe in |
| He’s not okay, barely knows his name |
| Won’t let anyone help him |
| Getting into bed, getting out of bed |
| Blinking his eyes |
| Turning the light on, getting turned on |
| It all feels awfully empty for David |
| Wha ho, beloved boy |
| Taffy color kid |
| Feeling old as dust does |
| Getting into bed, getting out of bed |
| Blinking his eyes |
| Turning the light on, getting turned on |
| It all feels awfully empty for David |
| Wha ho, he’s ready again |
| He wasn’t ready back then |
| Just give him something to believe in |
| Just give him something to believe in |
| David |
| Wha ho, he’s ready again |
| He wasn’t ready back then |
| Just give him something to believe in |
| Give him something to believe in |