Bleed it... Bleed it dry Aply salt to open wounds Never apologize The cup is half empty So am I And like water from the rock I have come to bleed you dry Bleed it... Bleed it dry Forget the facts I've got the patience of a razorback That's been entwined in veins Pushed deeper are the thorns Lodged in your side Scorched by the year of the drought Just like a hook thru the mouth I refuse to choose sides Like water from the rock I've come to bleed you dry Bleed it, bleed it dry
