As I choke your throat
You gouge my eyes
My body desires more
You scratch my skin
I cut you deep
Leave you breathing on the floor

Carve an imprint
On my brain
Easier said than done
This blood thirst I have in me
Is a hunger that won't succumb

Can you live with this
Live with the consequence
Can you live with this
When the knife is in your hand

You're a wishing well full of hate
When the knife is in your hand