I read your mind and snapped your garter hung your conscience high up from the tallest tree 'cause I refuse to be a martyr to your wicked cause (cause cause cause) When fall upon my knees I'd rather creep inside your igloo sample fifteen kinds of snow until I'm foaming like the hound that haunts your hall (hall hall hall) I've spent too long on fences 'round your cold infected heart and spinning ribbons in your hair, and I'm aware you never cared, cared at all (all all all). I'm feeding feeding feeding on you. [repeat until the end]