[Your feminine] Fingers are like daggers Tearing me apart with each caressing stroke My scars unravel cruel.. cruel history Our love was stab wounds and lusty kisses
In your eyes I see wasted tears for wasted years And heartache, heartfelt for granted You left me with nothing but the desire to overcome
This gaping wound from where you stole my vital organ But keep it with you, a trophy for yourself
Still you linger for another gaze Die away from me
I wonÂŽt stand by while you plague the air with your lies and deception My shirt stained crimson from long nights of anguish These scars are forever, but this wonÂŽt be eternity