Printing Shed - Eden Lyrics

They said it was eden, that I was the luckiest
That was the place I learned to hide my skin

You found me on the ground, trying to pull my ribs out
You showed me how to bind, feel lighter again

You bound my arms to the bed, said "this is what it is to be wanted"
I thought it was eden again
Twice I'd been given a garden and wilted

I became nothing, just so I could be planted
You found me empty and you liked the dependence

You made me a mockingbird