Caught you looking at my reflectionnThis is not the way we procreatenGive me something else than affectionnSwollen suffering fantasy of hatennYou're a pretty face, you should like menI want to get used by younCause I'm full of hate, just excite menI want to get bruised by younnThe murder that marks you everydaynThe stain in your soul won't wash awaynWe spit on the cross just like we're trainednWe scowl and screw away the painn(But I'm up for it if you are handsomenLet's keep that morning star burning)nnYou're a party boy, you should like menI want to get used by younCause I'm unemployed, just to spite menI want to get bruised by younnWhen you burn in hell they remind younOf all the things you've screwed up in your lifenI'll be one of them, if you're inclined tonTurn away from the ever glowing lightnnAll I want is to see through younIf only you were alive I could trust younBut now alone in your bed we'll provenYou do not have to love to be in pain, boonnThe truth is, you should lie with me