all i ve got is your plaster cast god i wish it smelled like you i ve got your skin stuck in my teeth at least im tasting you lonely nights ingesting vicodin missing all of our fun cut me with your bones drown me in your blood and tell me that i am the only one that you seduce to have your fun if you don t see your the only one for me i d say our so blind but at least your death s pretty they say gentleman prefer blondes but us broken men well we prefer our knives to carve our words yes i know accidents will happen and i promise i had fun sharpening your bones playing with your blood and love you enough to get down on 1 knee and ask for you to marry me but i can t ever get that wedding ring on since i chopped all your fingers off i ll remember times and clean my knife over your dead body i ll stand so proud and cry so loud over your dead body latex and red is the last thing you ll see now you ve got dirt as tall as me over your dead body love is this incision i ve conducted on your perfect skin and wanting to dissect you all over again these eyes reflect 9 thousand murders a year for some strange reason i dug yours but i d rehack all 8 thousand 9 9 9 if it meant i got to f k your body and watch you die i ll remember times and clean my knife over your dead body i ll stand so proud and cry so loud over your dead body latex and red is the last thing you ll see now you ve got dirt as tall as me over your dead body your dead your dead your dead your dead body 