Tindersticks

Was there once something so pure
That left me whole and precious?
But now, broken, wondering
Why this new ingredient?
Everything I crave I become
Everything I left forgotten
Everything I love I become
Cos thats what happens when you reach the bottom
Chorus:
Where does the blood go?
It runs away from broken lives
Where does the blood go?
It runs away from broken lives
Theres an ugly crowd here beside me
They specialise in violations