Twisted......

I hold my hand
Up to my face
And see this look
That is disgrace

I hate you now
And I hate me too
With all these knifes
Pointing straight at you

Stangled into silence
I make this mistake true
And I know this feeling
That is holding me through

Petrified, I murder silently
With a hand caught around
I made this one mistake
And left the hate to be found

Demand, I wonder what is said
And make no f**K**g amends
And nothing is left
For me to depend