[Dean, Doom, Cargo]
If my life was a piece of meat
You'd let the dog eat it
You find me all pathetic don't you
So
be it
I'm just sick and tired
Of livin' my lie
How can I show you that I care.
Well, kill the mother
And the baby
dies.
That's my answer right there
Too little is way too much
I didn't want it
I didn't choose it.
Don't want to live
my life
Just win it or loose it
You insist
That all the things that I've done
It has to gather up for something
Well, a
life that got me everything
Gave me nothing
Don't want to bother you further
So I'll leave the rest unspoken
The glass ain't
half full
Or half empty
Right now it's f*****g broken
Too little is way too much
I didn't want it. I didn't choose
it.
Don't want to live my life
Just win it or loose it
The blood of your boyfriend
Caked on my torso
Guess I had to cut
him again
The blood of your boyfriend
Caked on my torso
Guess I had to cut him again
The blood of your boyfriend
Red on
my torso
Wet on my fingers like rain
The blood of your boyfriend
Caked on my torso
Sorry I cut him again
The blood of
your boyfriend
Caked on my torso
This time it was more than a game
The blood of your boyfriend
Red on my torso
At least
there won't be
No further pain
The blood of your boyfriend
Caked on my torso
Finally free from shame
The blood of your
boyfriend
Dead on my torso
Nothing left but darkening stains
No other f*****g solution