If You Can
Dashboard Lyrics

What you found sure upset you,
You were disturbed by something you discovered

Never saw it coming did you?
You were not anticipating it

It's easy to be surprised
It's natural to be caught off guard

With both your eyes sewn closed.
You were ignoring the truth

Handled with great precision,
It was done skillfully and carefully

Another faultless execution,
It was done perfectly

You're the subject of this exhibition,
You are the focus of attention

A willing cadaver, a willing cadaver.
You are prepared to be dissected and examined

Scalpled, sutured, made whole again.
You were cut open, put back together, and healed

These cuts are leaving creases.
These hurts are leaving permanent marks

Trace the scars, to fit the pieces,
Recount the wounds to understand the whole story

To tell your story, you don't need to say a word.
Your wounds speak for themselves

So call off the cavalry,
There is no need for rescue

You can't save a wretch like me.
You cannot help someone as messed up as me

Clean this with kerosene,
Burn this away

If you can't leave it be, might as well make it bleed.
If you can't let it go, you may as well cause more pain

You're wires are frayed, can't fire right,
You are not functioning properly

You look better when out of sight,
You are better off away from others

You were not made to stand and fight,
You were not built for confrontation

There's something better wrong with you.
There is a deeper issue with you

You're pulse is anemic, you're tired of the fire,
Your energy is low and you are weary

You're bruising too easy, and falling behind,
You are too vulnerable and lagging behind

And no one is waiting for you,
No one is counting on you

And no one is waiting for you.
No one is counting on you

So call off the quarantine,
There is no need to be isolated

You can't save the rest from me.
You cannot protect others from me

Clean this with kerosene,
Burn this away

If you can't leave it be might as well make it bleed.
If you can't let it go, you may as well cause more pain

Scalpled, sutured, made whole again.
You were cut open, put back together, and healed

You're wires are frayed, can't fire right,
You are not functioning properly

You look better when out of sight,
You are better off away from others

You were not made to stand and fight,
You were not built for confrontation

There's something better wrong with you.
There is a deeper issue with you

And no one is waiting for you,
No one is counting on you

And no one is waiting for you.
No one is counting on you