Bent Nail

I'm built to bleed, plan my ruin guiltlessly A broken tool inside the shed Give up the spring, then covet secretly The breeze and scent stay far away I'm caught between a beggar's teeth Buried in the wilted roses and the pregnant weeds Protest the stars eternally You can pound away on me until my head's beneath I'm built to bleed, plan my ruin guiltlessly Another John who's lost his head I'm a bent nail, you've got no use for me A monster for eternity I'm caught between a beggar's teeth Buried in the wilted roses and the pregnant weeds Protest the stars eternally You can pound away on me until my head's beneath If you feel like letting go If you feel like letting go If you feel like letting go (If you feel like) If you feel like letting go (If you feel like)