Oh no you didn't You didn't just go there Keep pulling at the thread pretty soon you're gonna Unleash what's in here Oh no you didn't You didn't push me again I got a memory like an elephant honey, I never forget They call me the collector Cos they know I'm keeping tabs They call me the collector Cos they know I'm coming back Oh no you didn't You didn't just do that Keep tugging at the line pretty soon you're gonna Regret what you catch Oh no you didn't You didn't try that again I got a little book in my heart Where names like yours get written down in red They call me the collector Cos they know I'm keeping tabs They call me the collector Cos they know I never lose track And when the day comes honey To collect my rent money I'll be back I got everything you owe me etched into my soul Under these bruises and blood is an animal And the crevices you cut were so deep But now the dark, dark water's gathering They call me the collector Cos they know I'm keeping tabs They call me the collector Cos they know I'm coming back So if you think you're better I dare you fella Yeah, I dare you fella Find out why they call me the collector

I'm tired of saying That I won't get lost Ever again Who knows? maybe I will And everywhere I go There I'll be with a rusty old rake In a pile of leaves Oh my, truly daunting But my blue eyes cannot see That their real hue is probably green I should keep records of these things And I'll know what yesterday bring And I'm not really sure But I'm starting to think That I've been here before Who knows? maybe I have And everywhere I went There I was with a choir of bees They were all abuzz Oh my, how amusing But my blue eyes cannot see That their real hue is probably green I should keep records of these things And I'll know what yesterday bring But one time, there was this one time When I swore, god, she spoke to me And she told me, oh yes, she told me Of all the wonders that she could bring And I said, won't you? Won't you fill me up with it? Why don't you fill me up with it? Won't you fill me? Won't you? Won't you fill me up with it? Why don't you fill me up with it? Why don't you fill me? Won't you? Won't you fill me up with it? Why don't you fill me up with it? Why don't you fill me up? But my blue eyes cannot see That their real hue is probably green I will keep records of these things And I'll know what yesterday bring I am always here with me And I'll know what yesterday bring

Why am I frightened if it's all just a game Why am I frightened if it's all just a game But the look in your eyes Oh the look in your eyes Oh the look in your eyes kept me sane Why am I childish, oh why can't I make sense If everything's certain, well I'm certainly offended But the look in your eyes Oh the look in your eyes Oh the look in your eyes kept me sane And the fault of the gods was letting you out and Building the bridge with the backs of your eyelids You never complain Never complain You never complain, and the look in your eyes kept me sane And the fault of the gods was letting you out and Building the bridge with the backs of your eyelids You never complain Never complain You never complain, and the look in your eyes kept me sane

Face me Face me entirely Tell me Tell me what's wrong here Is it the bridge of my nose Or the back of my skin? Is it the pole of my hips That you couldn't let in? Is it the bridge between worlds That makes you feel alone? Well, I wish that I had known You're alone Well, I wish that I had known Is it the bridge of my hair Or the back of my skin? Is it the way that I move That you couldn't hold in? Is it the bridge between worlds That makes you feel alone? Well, I wish that I had