[00:05.46] Why are you hanging on
[00:11.39] So tight
[00:11.87] To the rope that I'm hanging from
[00:13.16] Off this island
[00:17.27] This was an escape plan
[00:19.57] Carefully timed it
[00:20.62] So let me go
[00:22.11] And dive into the waves below
[00:25.75] Who tends the orchards?
[00:28.05] Who fixes up the gables
[00:30.18] Emotional torture
[00:34.25] From the head of your high table
[00:37.60] Who fetches the water
[00:39.83] From the rocky mountain spring
[00:42.48] And walk back down again
[00:46.54] To feel you words and their sharp sting
[00:51.49] And I'm getting fucking tired
[00:54.25] The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
[00:58.84] If our love died, would that be the worst thing?
[00:59.17] For somebody I thought was my saviour
[01:02.78] You sure make me do a whole lot of labour
[01:04.86] The calloused skin on my hands is cracking
[01:05.37] If our love ended, would that be a bad thing?
[01:09.17] As the silence haunts our bed chamber
[01:10.65] You make me do too much labour
[01:31.06] Apologies from my tongue
[01:32.33] Never yours
[01:32.90] Busy lapping from flowing cup
[01:40.64] And stabbing with your fork
[01:41.15] I know you're a smart man
[01:44.95] And weaponise
[01:49.28] The false incompetence
[01:51.24] It's dominance under guise
[01:52.03] If we had a daughter
[01:55.84] I'd watch and could not save her
[01:59.31] The emotional torture
[02:03.19] From the head of your high table
[02:06.87] She'd do what you taught her
[02:07.43] She'd meet the same cruel fate
[02:07.94] So now I've gotta run
[02:11.42] So I can undo this mistake
[02:15.92] At least I've gotta try
[02:20.59] The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
[02:24.52] If our love died, would that be the worst thing?
[02:28.03] For somebody I thought was my saviour
[02:28.57] You sure make me do a whole lot of labour
[02:32.85] The calloused skin on my hands is cracking
[02:33.82] If our love ended, would that be a bad thing?
[02:40.82] As the silence haunts our bed chamber
[02:41.99] You make me do too much labour
[02:59.80] All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid
[03:00.51] Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant
[03:02.34] Just an appendage, live to attend him
[03:02.56] So that he never lifts a finger
[03:05.66] 24/7 baby machine
[03:09.99] So he can live out his picket fence dreams
[03:13.92] It's not an act of love if you make her
[03:15.68] You make me do too much labour
[03:17.48] All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid
[03:20.26] Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant
[03:23.74] Just an appendage, live to attend him
[03:24.33] So that he never lifts a finger
[03:28.85] 24/7 baby machine
[03:32.37] So he can live out his picket fence dreams
[03:33.66] It's not an act of love if you make her
[03:37.99] You make me do too much labour
[03:41.78] The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
[03:45.43] If our love died, would that be the worst thing?
[03:46.26] For somebody I thought was my saviour
[03:49.70] You sure make me do a whole lot of labour
[03:51.07] The calloused skin on my hands is cracking
[03:54.88] If our love ended, would that be a bad thing?
[03:58.81] As the silence haunts our bed chamber
[04:00.47] You make me do too much labour
[04:04.10] 
