Written by:Queens of the Stone Age
Nobody coming down the hall
Nobody echoes in my head
Broken reflection had a look
Nobody ever needed her
I got what was
I want to take what's left
Ready now
Beautiful senses are gone
Canary in a gilded cage
Singing
Sweet soft and low
I will poison you all
Come closer racing to your turn
I got what was
I want to take what's left
No talk will cure
What's lost or save what's left
For the deaf
I can go get f**ked
Lie beside the ditch
So low round my neck
Strung out every stitch
Who are you hiding
Is it safe for the deaf
Beautiful cancer
Infiltrate and forget
And I saw you coming
And I heard not a thing
A mistake not to listen
When I knew where you'd been
And I got what was
I want to take what's left
No talk will cure
What's lost or save what's left
For the deaf