I run with scissors
I play with glass
It never ends
yet you say it'll pass
I don't look both ways
before I cross
One of these days
It'll be your loss
When they tell me to stop
I keep on going
no looking back
the blood starts flowing
Where are you?
All these warnings...
don't they prove?
Must you wait till I committ my last do?
Your time is running out
this knife is digging deep
What is it that you doubt?
Is it mean you're trying to defeat?
Well there you go, you won
hope you won't regret it,
I hope you had your fun
As you watch the last drop of blood
may you mourn the one you loved
