The Golden Rule

Why do you look at me with such fear in your eyes?
Cause honey, I'm harmless and soon you will learn
That I get by
With the help of something in mind
It's a regulation
A code of conduct that will turn
Someone you think is evil to a saint
And yeah, it works the other way
I learned that pulling all my lovers from the grave
Their bodies bruised and blue in death
But I saw beauty where I left it
On their necks and thighs
My errors they forgave
Why are you non-responsive, my love
Do we have a problem?
Your skin looks so colorless now
I've got my rule, I intend to use it, but babe
Please don't get abusive
Only so much I can allow
Before somebody takes the blame for all the urges we can't tame
I'm far too young and sweet and small to go to jail
Our love defies the petty sects of oxygen and life and death
So let me take it all out on you, I won't fail
Cause I
Treat others the way I wanna be treated
I leave
Limbs broken and lungs punctured and eyes blue
My love, I'd never hurt you without reason but
Love without violence is treason
That's why I stick to my golden rule
Why does your sour stench follow me home?
Though I scrub my hands till they foam, I still smell recent death
I clear my head, well, at least I try to
In bed, my mind rushes to you
The thought of you makes me a mess
Your bony body splayed out on the blanket
Spread upon the dirt
Next to your grave where I come see you once a week
And when our fingers intertwine
I know that all the planet's time
Couldn't change the way you make my knees and elbows weak
Why do I still see life in your eyes?
Though the time has passed, your demise seems fallacious to me
I hold your hand, swear I feel you squeeze it
The end isn't here, no not yet
I just hope you can forgive me
A crime of passion tells you that I'm really not so violent
I lost my temper, baby, and you had some nerve
Just meant to scare you love, that's all
So really, don't look so appalled
I'll make it up to you, despite our learning curve
Cause I
Treat others the way I wanna be treated
I leave
Scars open, I rub the salt in the wound
My love, I'd never hurt you without reason but
Love without violence is treason
And that's why I stick to my golden rule
You're just too young to understand it
I guess you're stuck the age you were when you died
And that's my fault, and I'll admit it
But I've got something to fix it, my love, it's the
Golden rule