Missing Limbs

Just let me know
 If nowadays the outer rounds of heaven don't
 Keep up on the charm offensive anymore
 Failing to remind you what you're living for
 And I'd give anything
 To borrow your indifference, I'd drink you in
 To temper your belief in all my promises
 To swallow my desire and choke on it
 'Cause it still makes my blood run cold
 To remember what they did before
 The stories that you never told to me
 Oh, but worry not
 The blessings rain on battles in the heaven's arms
 And my polite defences won't last for long
 The eager apprehension is wearing off
 I'd give anything
 To balance your conviction with certainty
 To fall asleep without you lying next to me
 To sever my connection with everything
 'Cause it still makes my blood run cold
 To remember what I did before
 The stories that you never told to me
 And it still makes my blood run thin
 To remember what you are to him
 And I'll live like I've got missing limbs for you