Pulse Lyrics - Little Plastic Castle - Ani Difranco

You crawled into my bed 

Like some sort of giant insect 

And I found myself spellbound 

At the sight of you there 

Cocooned in my room, 

Beautiful and grotesque and all the rest of that bug stuff 

Bluffing your way into my mouth 

Behind my teeth, reaching for my scars 

That night we got kicked out of two bars 

And laughed our way home 

That night you leaned over 

And threw up into your hair 

And I thought 

I would offer you my pulse 

If I thought it would be useful 

I would give you my breath 

Except 

The problem with death is that you have 

Some hundred years and then they can 

Build building on your only bones 

100 years and then your grave is not your own 

We lie in out beds, and our graves 

Unable to save ourselves from 

The quaint tragedies we invent 

And then undo from the stupid circumstances 

We slalomed through 

And I realized that night that the hall light 

Which seemed so bright when you turned it on is nothing 

Compared to the dawn 

Which is nothing, compared to the light 

Which seeps from me while you're sleeping 

Cocooned in my room 

Beautiful and grotesque resting 

That night we got kicked out of two bars 

And laughed our way home 

And I held you there thinking 

I would offer you my pulse 

I would give you my breath 

I would offer you my pulse