I'm six feet below
Scratching my way to the top
I might as well be dead
You let your bullets pierce between my chest
1000 sharpened knives, seven inch blades
I can feel them twisting inside
Cause this is what it feels like
To fall in love with you
I hope you die
Go ahead, take your gun to me, let me fall
Stab me endlessly, watch your hands
They're warm fromm the blood, hear me breathe
It's for you, my love
No this can't be the end
I'm still not over you, my long-waited phone call
When your voice, your voice
Can't say all those things I want to hear
So you scream your thoughts into my ears
And I can't put down the phone
No
This all came from the eyes that look hauntingly familiar
Yet absolutely strange
So why don't you
Stab me, stab me endlessly