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
