You come to my house
(Up the stairs
Take a right)
and to my room
Where the damned lie asleep

You eat and eat
Feeding off of condemned flesh
And I give you more and more
As you eat and eat
(Maybe you can hold the both of us)

"Take it all
Until there's nothing left
I want no memory of him"
And I talk and talk
Until you eat my words
And I'm thankful for the silence.