you hold up your wounds for me to lick
leaving me feeling kind of sick
I spit out the venom on the floor
and you show me to the door
you bite and scratch like a cornered rat
you're so helpless but your bluff is strong

you suck me in every time
leave me mute and blind
to wander in the wilderness
looking for forgiveness
but I'm not guilty

So I'm looking for your blind spot
with my hammer and my four cold nails

you open your arms, you open your legs
I don't ever have to beg
you're ready to give me what I need
than you tell me when to leave
and you move on to your next kill
like a teenager desperate for a thrill

you suck me in every time
leave me mute and blind
to wander in the wilderness
looking for forgiveness
but I'm not guilty

So I'm looking for your blind spot
with my hammer and my four cold nails

who will win?
I think I can because you're rotten and I'm good
but you've got the devil in your pocket
and every time you touch me I will bleed until I'm weak
as you pierce me with your four cold nails

Posted Saturday, February 13th 2010