Lyric discussion by Sandraska 

"Look down on the body that you have grown For mountains stand around you, they're not your own. When white squares and bodies are all you see"

I think she's telling someone (possibly herself) to take a long, deep look at themselves. Perhaps it's self-reflective, or perhaps she's telling someone she used to love. I feel like Laura may be alluding to her manic version of herself (My Manic and I) here. I can't really decide.

The mountains are the problems, and they do not belong to the person who is faced with them. White squares and bodies -- The white squares... this kind of sounds silly, but I want to think it means pillows; what I mean is that the main character of this song is just sleeping around with "bodies" and that is all they see since they broke down: white squares (pillows) and bodies.

"Since you broke down Since I broke down Since we broke down"

Here she's either talking to the man she loves or herself. Again, can't decide.

"Now I jump into your grave and die Now my word you'll give up your whole life for me And you'll be reborn big and stronger and less alive"

Talking to the person she loves, she's jumping into the death of the relationship, metaphorically, the grave he dug for her. I feel like she means that she's given up (and all she has left is hope). I want to think this next line means something else, but I feel like he promised her that he'd be with her, that he'd do anything for her (even give up his life for her). It's like they are reviving the dead relationship, and as a result the man is reborn (bigger and stronger) but he feels less alive.

"Cross your fingers hold your toes We're all gonna die when the building blows"

This is where she's telling herself to keep on hoping. Or maybe she's telling her audience to not worry so much, that the building (life) will explode (meaning it will end). I want to say that life keeps exploding over and over again because it's hard, but maybe she just means that since we're all gonna die in the end she might as well cross her fingers and hope for the best.

And the house you were born in Is crumbling at the corners Sagging skin and feet of crows Feet of crows

The house here, the life that she is talking about is crumbling. It's dying, getting old.

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