I decide to tear open my head
And take a look at my brain
I held it aloft in the midday sun
And wondered where the fucking scar tissue had come from
I guess I tore my fingers through my hair 
Once or twice too often
Because now all my thoughts and screams 
Are locked in that flesh coffin
So I made up my mind to fix my brain
After reading the scattered tarot cards that lay 
on my floor

I took a knife and scored away the layers of tissue
Leaving it newly exposed and sore

I decided to tear open my chest 
And take a look at my heart
So I held it aloft under pale moonlight
And threw it away with a scream of fright
My heart was a shriveled, starved dark stone
Wires twined 'round my arteries
Leaving it starved and alone
So I made up my mind to fix my heart
Glancing once more at the scattered cards
So I slit my wrists to feed it 
It wasn't all that hard.

My brain and heart both lay reborn
Outside my body, anew
And now my body lays useless and dead
So I'm giving them both to you