Knife Called Lust

I loved you, you made me, hate me,
you game me, hate, see?. It saved me
and these tears are deadly. You feel that?
I rip back, every time you tried to
steal that. You feel bad? You feel sad?
I'm sorry, hell no fuck that! It was my heart,
it was my life, it was my start,
it was your knife.

I look alive, I'm dead inside.
My heart has holes and black blood
flows, we'll do some drugs, well
fall in love and get fucked up while
the world just shrugs. I hate
to see kids just bing put down so
painlessly. And people say you Dye
your hair and wear tight jeans, that
doesn't mean. That you cn't scream,
or like loud noise, you got a choice,
you have a voice. And just because
you showed no love and hate on us you
fucked our trust. Now watch we
thrust this knife called lust into my
chest until it bust.