Twisted sense of ironyIn the way a ghost of lack of sympathyhas turned me so hopeless, so heartlessGuess Since heaven ain’t open for me tonightI’ll pray for the last timeFor you and for me and our ordinary lives, ordinary livesMy pain redefined like an unwelcome guest arrivesJust to you remind meI’m there for you if you still want meTo fall after all, I’m yours to keepJust come to me, I’ll wait here with my wounds wide openPour your saltInto these woundsAnd watch me crawlTell me to take it like a manShow me my placeHurt me just because you canThough now it hurts like hellIt is better to see that something elseThan leave me unanswered and teasedSo tell me now, how was he?And tell me, was he worth it?And now it’s peace is all I wantIt’s all in payment for this old and tired oneDowncast wayward sonCant go out of my homeSo I’ll make it my ownWhile rising up to feel no moreTrying to wash off the pain’s stainDon’t fill my heart with your disdain distasteWhy can’t you see, I live with, I face, what you ask of meYou pour put your saltInto my woundsAnd watch me crawlTell me to take it like a manShow me my placeHurt me just because you canTake me inThen tell me you hate meDream with meMake love to me until i bleedHow does it feel to knowThat you can’t break meAnd I guess I’d I’ll forgiveIf would not look weakAnd I knew that you’d give yourself to meThough the wound is too deepI would give everythingIf I could just be the object of your desireSilently, you stood there before meViolently, unveiling your sin and your deceitYou said to meLove is only beautiful when it bleedsPour your saltInto these woundsAnd watch me crawlTell me to take it like a manShow me my placeHurt me just because you can