I put my
Fist through the door
I hate myself 
For you

I Love You
 [bad word] My very soul
My knife is sharp
My thoughts are cold

I Love You
I Love You
Because, 
I… Love… You

I can't talk, 
I can't think 
My feelings burn
Inside of me

I Love You
 [bad word] through the door
To the liquor store
The doors are closed
The tension grows

I Love You
I Love You
Because, 
I… Love… You

I practice my knife, 
I feel the power 
I look in the mirror, 
And I
I want to destroy her 

I Love You 

I gave you my life,
But what did I get? 
Now its time to
Take it back 

I Love You
I Love You
Because, 
I… Love… You

I hear a car, 
Your footsteps outside
Knife in hand, 
Love in heart 
Sweating 
I wait

I Love You 

You screamed, 
You bled,
You laid 
On the floor
But 
Now I know
You’ll leave me
No more

I Love You
I Love You
Because, 
I… Love… You