The Coyote Letra

You left him to die
With his heart in your hands
Now get out that knife
You used to carve the hardwood
And carve another puppet
From his insides
You captivate him
With that look in your eye
But a part of you dies
When you suck him dry
But he keeps on coming back
Loves not something that dies as easily as you might like
And I'll keep on coming back
Until my chest lies bare and raw and I can't feel anything anymore
I'll never have what I want
Except in my mind....
That's ok
Because I do a lot of wishful thinking
And I'll have every part of you