Vessel
I knelt at the sink,Like a priest or a princeMaybe I'm to be a kingAnd they're waiting for me at Westminster
And the walls are paper thinI hear the neighbor's arguingCould you lower your voice?I would sail my unborn daughter (maybe)
We didn't stage a passion playDidn't change our given namesOr waltz to our bedOr need to make a sense
But I see your skin, paler nowThan the host in your mouthWhere the truth never seems to be
Now the burning branch never speaks to meIt whispers like
I don't wanna be your vessel any moreI don't wanna be your vessel any moreThese are my words, this is my mouthI don't wanna be your vessel now
And I may not see the futureBut I see its lonely architectAt the door of my houseI don't wanna be your vessel any moreI don't wanna be a vessel of your doubt
Truly I never dreamtOf all the dumb accoutrementI would want for myselfFor the shelf
I laid it all at your feetOn your neck and your cheekBut the burning branch wouldn't speak to me
I don't wanna be your vessel any moreI don't wanna be your vessel any moreThese are my rules, this is my houseI don't wanna be your vessel now
And I may not see the futureBut I see its lonely architectAt the foot of my bedI don't wanna be your vessel any moreDidn't wanna be your vessel anyway