I've got ears to hear
I've got eyes to see
I've got hands to lay
All the better to save you with my dear
I wake from nightmares and fantasize them into being
I do not fall for the weakness that is empathy
I relegate what is softest and then call it holy
I see a vein and I wonder what it looks like empty
I find a love and I wonder what it feels like betrayed
I meditate on the cruelest hope that you will envy
What I've become
A monster with a savior complex
I've got ears to hear
I've got eyes to see
I've got hands to lay
All the better to save you with my dear