Nevermind the time when you were all alone and IPicked you up like a ditry Bit O HoneyLicked you clean and found a house of wax for you to stayYou set fire to it on your second full dayThen I thaught that we had reached an understandingWouldn’t find coal at the bottom of the stockingInstead you swung it at my head and nearly knocked me deadThought about it while I sat there thinking just bledPull the knife out of my backClean the blade and put it backPull the knife out of my backUnless your not quite done,then go on and have more funI often think about the way that I will watch you dieIt’s kind of creepy, but I’m looking forward to itI’ll probably try to linger over it a little whileYou will fall down on your own knofe and I’ll just smilePull the knife out of my backClean the blade and put it backPull the knife out of my backUnless your not quite done,then go on and have more funTwo can play is rally all that I have left to sayYour edge is getting dullIs nearing time to sharpenGet a mirror so that you can see what’s gonna beAfraid it’s gonna look like untimely death to mePull the knife out of my backClean the blade and put it backPull the knife out of my backUnless your not quite done,