They still don't know what I did to you,
Six months, and had no clue.
Just more guilt to go through,
Tied and true, when I look into, your...

..carrion.

The incense doesn't smell right unless we're fucking,
No one can kiss me like you can, darling.
You've got the body of a rock star
and I still don't know who the fuck you are...
..but it's like fresh steak everytime.

I can make you new,
I can make you.
I can make you new,
I can make you.

You look so dead over there in the corner,
Your friends laugh because they think you're stupid.
I laugh because we're not touching.
Your decrepid smile, is worth my while, everytime I see you.

It'll never be the same,
I'll never be that high
Heart set aflame
I'll never be that high

I can make you new,
I can make you.
I can make you new,
I can make you.

I masturbate to thinking about you fucking another woman,
..and then I stab her to death, and take you for my own.
I think the Sandman's got me.