I found a place that I can live   Inside a tree outside your house   And I found a way to keep a secret   Even when you are around      And I found your goddess you believed in    She cut her wrists again today    And I found a way to punish myself    For always standing in your doorway      I am a wooden doll    Can't move, can't speak   Can't sing a single note   I am a sore throat   Inside a sailor   Shouting in a sinking boat      And I found your goddess you believed in    She cut her wrists again today    And I found a way to punish myself    For always standing in your doorway      And I will write a song for every time you made me cry   And I will look for your face in the purple sky   And I will make a list of all the things I found in you   And then I'll pay a muse so I can write a song about something new      I found a place that I can live inside a tree outside your house