Because I tried to tell you
That I was never meant to smile
Because the lying was true
Brutality seems less vile
I'd really love to show
Everything that I stand for
And this broken-glass plateau
Reflects the image of a whore
Interpret all your evidence
And waste away
I can never express myself this way
A scalpel for a lover, fucking in an acid bath
Anatomical blunder, with a fire in the hearth
In which to plunge my bare flesh, burn the guilt away
And agony embraces me nearly every day
I'm really paying for it and it's really paying off
My throat has started bleeding and I'm shaking from this cough
Just because I'm dying doesn't mean I've never lived
But everybody's bleeding: blood is all we have to give.