I tossed the love in a paper cup,
Kicking down pepbles when the times get rough,
Playing with fire and skin gets burned,
A sparkle in the night as my knife is turned,
Blood on the pavement-its just a broken heart,
The heart is a fool, it isn't that smart,
Tricked into thinking everything is okay,
Next thing you know you get tossed away.

Push a little harder, sweat a little more,
PUmp the bloody iron and forget the deep sore,
Sharpen your senses, its a lesson learned,
Fighting fire with fire someones bound to get burned.

The lighter's broke, its getting hard to handle,
Find a bloody match and light the candle,
Its the real deal, its the real thing,
Hold the candle firmly and slide it over the skin,
Senses explode, my hands begin to quiver,
It's too HOT and yet I start to shiver,
Red liquid wax keeps on splattering,
My skin begins to crawl as the wax continues falling.

Push a little harder, sweat a little more,
PUmp the bloody iron and forget the deep sore,
Sharpen your senses, its a lesson learned,
Fighting fire with fire someones bound to get burned.

The candle's burned down right to my fingers,
Like hard molten lava, the wax still lingers,
Frozen water helps conceal,
Noone knows what is real,
It's dark and lonely, not a sound around,
Noones gonna see me lying here on the groud.
Mind is running at 100 miles per hour,
Taming it however, noone has the power...

Push a little harder, sweat a little more,
PUmp the bloody iron and forget the deep sore,
Sharpen your senses, its a lesson learned,
Fighting fire with fire someones bound to get burned.

May 8, 2004
4:10 PM