Lyrics - Spilt

You could drop
Like a short sharp shock
on the kitchen floor.
Pick up the pieces of my broken
crockery. Sock it to me.
Take the knife from your loving wife
and beat her to the floor.
Can you hear the blood flow?
Can you watch the pool grow?
Swim else you've got to
Sink to your knees and take me
Further out to sea. Drain the blood from me.
Shatter within like the crockery when
it falls to the tiles and takes you with it.

Odd to gasp for air when I have
just let more in, give in, no sin
what we did. Blood spills like your secret;
Give it up, let me in
-case you never make it can I tell it to you now?
Would you like to hear what I've to say?
Fallen deeper Westwards,
Pushing on backwards,
Keep on climbing upwards
ever still.

Broken china lines the floor like
your Mother did so long before but
can you strap her to the door and
rape her like your Daddy did?
Tell me they told you, tell me they
scold you, ask me and I may
hold you but I'll always let go.

Could you draw closer to plummet like sky,
Fallen so softly to the concrete below
me is a copy of the Bible in slang.
Dead like Latin, could you ever
Make a comeback? Is there any Hell where
all the bad languages go? Come back and
let me know if it hurt you to think of them;
A scene seen before, won't you beg me for more,
and would you if you were not
Dead as her?