If there's a nurse that takes your ears in rations,
sets a plate to feed the stifled steel.
If there's a nurse that feeds your germ soaked dinners on a tray of bones and orange peels.
For yourself, you'd crash a secret word.
For some love, you'd fall to break your neck [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/fair_to_midland/abigail.html ]