You believe in mutilation like it means something... Blood cuts on the wrists, dirty bruises, scratches, open sores wet hair on the damp floor... bound by ropes, bandages, candle wax, welts, tears, terror... all beautiful memories...all-beautiful
Right from the start I knew we couldn't go on long One of us was going to have to back away After all the stories I just couldn't go on now After all the lies I wish you'd go away
Staring at your face at the foot of my bed frame You're defying me to take you back again Slowly slip the noose oh cock it ever tighter Staring at your face I want it back again
Right from the start I knew we couldn't go on long One of us was going to have to run away After all the stories I just can't go on now After all the lies I wish you'd stay away
Staring at your face at the foot of my bed frame You're defying me to take you back again Slowly pull the trigger, cock it ever closer Staring at your face I want you back again