The Knife Game

He had some mood swings, he really did
You know, just that intense glare in his eyes
And sometimes it was almost frightening
To see one minute how he was a very nice, happy, normal guy
And the next he was very angry, almost sinister at times

Tell me all your dark desires
I can make them real
I wonder if he thinks about me
Wishing he could feel

Haven't felt a thing for months
He's lost track of time
Oh the weekends, and the long nights (With the guys)

Hollow sorries
Sweet nothings, to control me
Lift me up, and then shoot me down

Undressed by your eyes, baby
I crawl back to feel worthy
But he loves the knife game
More than he loves me

Sticks and stones, they break my bones
And he never bleeds
Calling out for help each time
But no one hears me
You're guilty
Leaking out what's underneath
I'm just dirt under your feet
Like everybody

So go on and hurt me
Do what you do best
I know you don't feel bad
And trust me I understand

You don't love me
You just love the tears in my eyes
When you abuse me, because you can

Let's go play the knife game
Like we did when we were young
Round and round in circles
Puke my guts out one by one

I beg for mercy, lost my mind
And you kill me
(You choose to kill me)
Everytime

You could just see it in his eyes
He'd just get a cold glare in his eyes