This will hurt you, it's killing me
Bloodlust, bloodlust for this girl
Bloodlust, bloodlust for this girl
This will hurt you, it's killing you and I will too, and I will
Now I'm stealing her body and taking it home
(This is the salt in my side, this is the thorn in my eye)
There is always one more fall
There is always one more fall
(This is the salt in my side, this is the thorn in my eye)
Subsequently, you see, you deserve more than me
There is always one more fall
Now I'm stealing her body and taking it home
Now I'm stealing her body and taking it home
There is always one more fall
They worry you with all the talk of how you're not their kind
(This is the salt in my side, this is the thorn in my eye)
Now I'm stealing her body and taking it home
Bloodloss, bloodloss for this boy
There is always one more fall
Bloodloss, bloodloss for this boy, this boy
(This is forever)
Maladjusted you must trust me, darling
Bones, skin, nails and flesh
This will hurt you, it's killing you
Another puncture wound, once again, forgive my sins
This will hurt you, it's killing me
They bury you while wearing garments of funeral fire
Now I'm stealing her body and taking it home
On a bed of lack of passion, a medieval consequence
