You can cut me out of your life
You can cut me out of your bed
You can cut me out of your body
You can cut me out of your head

You can cut me out of your memory
You can cut me out of your art
You can cut me out of your life
but you can’t cut me out of your heart

Just like a star can’t be cut from a constellation
and you can’t be cut from you
Like a wave can’t be cut from the great ocean
And lies can’t be cut from truth

I know you’re gonna be great as a surgeon
I know you’re gonna be the best
Making Frankensteins, making graves
Making cancer less

But if you cut and you cut and you cut and you cut
What is there that’s left?

A soul needs a body and you you’re gonna need somebody
when you stop taking your meds!

Just like a star can’t be cut from a constellation
and you can’t be cut from you
Like a wave can’t be cut from the great ocean
And lies can’t be cut from truth
No, lies can’t be cut from truth