Stitches

If it stayed I'd never leave it

If that turned around

I'd grieve the

Special dirty things

That we used to talk about

I mean that loving you

Is strange

And adored by me throughout

Oh no, it's you again

Someday soon you'll find

That someone waiting

For the chance to beat you

Drooling on the set to feel you

Blessing you with every kiss

Tying yourself to me

Stitch up my emptiness

'Cause you're the death of me

So precious loving the thrill

Tying yourself to me

Stitch up my emptiness

'Cause you're the death of me

So precious loving the thrill

Such the patient one

Who needs me

The spoiled one who wins

So shocking, where's your sense?

Don't you know I hate you

Unsatisfied you little girl

Tying yourself to me

Stitch up my emptiness

'Cause you're the death of me

So precious loving the thrill

Tying yourself to me

Stitch up my emptiness

'Cause you're the death of me

So precious loving the thrill

Rolling dice and seeming queer

Bastard love, a sick affair

Let's see what new disease

You'll fetch

I mean that fucking you

Is strange

And adored by me throughout

Oh no, it's you again

Blessing you with every kiss

So precious you know this hate

Of mine exploded

I'm so deranged you know

I will never be the same

Tying yourself to me

Stitch up my emptiness

'Cause you're the death of me

So precious loving the thrill

Tying yourself to me

Stitch up my emptiness

'Cause you're the death of me

So precious loving the thrill

So precious loving the thrill

So precious loving the thrill

'Cause you're the death of me

So precious loving the thrill