You’ve become an obsession now
The taste of your lips is still there
I need you one more time but now for real
And not just a teaser
We both know where we stand
It’s just a matter of finishing off
No interest in growing feelings
Nor a chance of ever doing so Outside, I’m in a world of hurt where all is spinning
Inside, I’ll rip your bloody shirt
Now I’m winning
The damage is already done and wounds are open
[now
I might as well just bleed to death
I sure would bleed for you
The draining has merely begun
You really suck somehow !
I might as well just screw the rest
Then leave them all to you… ooouuuhhhhuuu…
I’m sorry for the things we did
Sorry for your loss
Sorry that you’re nowhere near of ever being boss
I’m sorry for the things I’ve said
Sorry for your life
Sorry about all the deeds
Sorry about the knife…
I’m sorry for the things we did !
Outside, I’m in a world of hurt where all is spinning
Inside, I’ll srlitp your bloody shiroat
Now I’m winning