youll find me in the lake with the death i tried to fake my hands already blue holding photographs of you and youll ask me what it is why i want to feel like this and ill turn towards the sky and ill sink before your eyes but if i was to ask my little love my little one could you break my heart could you have tried could you have done to make me pay make me pay make me pay make me pay for what i dont do make me pay for how i loved you make me pay make me pay make me pay you ll find me in the woods where the dead do what they should my arms already old my eyes forever cold and theyll say i never left that i called them as they slept that i haunted every tree til the forest sang with me but if it all was true that i went mad because of you then finally youd know and you could come and take me home take me home take me home take me home take me home and help me love you take me home to where my heart moves take me home take me home take me home