White Picket Fence lyrics

I've cut off the curls
I shaved half my face
Became half the man you asked to replace.
I'm willing to save you
But half of my appetite's lost half it's craving
Stand in the mirror
You said you're worth saving
That's me beside you
Don't mind the madman
The one with the smile, the one who abides you.
The killer, the lover
That I painted myself in the late days of April?
Where is that white picket fence
He's slowly fading one into the other.
Where are the daffodil mountians?

I know that they're somewhere around here by the garden.
You say that you're happy

Well you should know better
I see that you've sewn up that rip in your sweater
That some lover tore off you
That left you both shaking
That bled deep inside you the wound you'd forsaken

That I painted myself in the late days of April?
Where are the daffodil mountians?

Where is that white picket fence
Don't fear I will save you
I know that they're somewhere around here by the garden.
Don't shout you'll awaken
The corpse in the desert staked out beside you
And shaved half his face
I cut off his wing
But I thought that I saw his eyes...move