Your fingers in my pocket
My hand on your hips
Your hand in my hair
My mouth on your lips

The blood on your arms
The lust in your eyes
Your hunger for love
Your legs on my thighs

The knife in my hands
I cannot resist
I'll trace over the scars
On your razor-kissed wrists

Don't look at me like that
I know what you've done
Now pick up your blades
And let's have some fun