if i could spit you out for good if i could dry out all the bad blood if i could shed my skin i would i d do it just to feel good feel good i never forget it when someone does me wrong it just makes a name into my very heart and i never forgive it when someone tricks and cons and you you got it down to a firing art you re like this tick i have under my skin and all you do is wreck and ruin taking root i let you grow grow grow and so i wanna hate you but its impossible because you have borrowed and you have crept and you ve crawled in my mouth if i could spit you out for good if i could dry out all the bad blood if i could shed my skin i would i d do it just to feel good feel good think of an insect pinned through onto a frame mounted up on the wall for all to see you are the insect but its me who feels the pain the hollow record is tragedy how could something that was once real desire becomes so ugly and so afraid taking root fighting to grow grow grow and so i want to hate you but its impossible because you have borrowed and you have crept and you ve crawled in my mouth if i could spit you out for good if i could dry out all the bad blood if i could shed my skin i would i d do it just to feel good shut you out for good dry out all the bad blood shed my skin i would i d do it just to feel good break my skin lock me in to you feel the sting now i cling to you break my skin lock me in i know that you have borrowed and you have crept and you have crawled if i could spit you out for good if i could dry out all the bad blood if i could shed my skin i would i d do it just to feel good and everyday rips me apart and every second drags on my heart i d turn the tables if i could i d do it just to feel good