I'm the knife at your throat, I'm the w**** in your bed, I'm the hell on your hands, I'm the noose slipped around your neck, I'm the grave that you dig, the fix you wish you'd never fed, I'm the shame that you can't shake away, I'm the damp that lies between your legs. But oh, you couldn't love me more, so sing me one last time.
I'm the spear in your side, I'm the black that grows beneath your eyes, I'm the words you wished you'd never said, I'm the doubt that hangs above your head. But oh, I've never loved you more, let us sing one last time, one last dance before one last goodnight. Goodnight my love.
I'm the spear in your side, I'm the black that grows beneath your eyes, I'm the words you wished you'd never said, I'm the doubt that hangs above your head. But oh, I've never loved you more, let us sing one last time, one last dance before one last goodnight. Goodnight my love.