If You Can't Leave It Be, Might As Well Make It Bleed - Dashboard Confessional

What you found sure upset you

Never saw it coming did you?

It’s easy to be surprised

With both your eyes sewn closed

Handled with great precision

Another faultless execution

You’re the subject of this exhibition

A willing cadaver, a willing cadaver

Scalpel, sutured, made whole again

These cuts are leaving creases

Trace the scars, fit the pieces

To tell your story, you don’t need to say a word

Call off the cavalry

You can’t save a wretch like me

Clean this with kerosene

If you can’t leave it be, might as well make it bleed

Scalpel, sutured, made whole again

Your wires are frayed, can’t fire right

You look better when out of sight

You were not made to stand and fight

There’s something better wrong with you

Your pulse is anemic, you’re tired of the fire

You’re bruising too easy, and falling behind

And no one is waiting for you (X4)

For you (X2)

Call off your quarantine

You can’t save the rest from me

Clean this with kerosene

If you can’t leave it be, might as well make it bleed

Scalpel, sutured, made whole again

again (X8)

Your wires are frayed, can’t fire right

You look better when out of sight

You were not made to stand and fight

There’s something better wrong with you