I woke up to the sounds of breaking glass 
Tried to remember where I was last 
Blood on my hands none in my veins 
I went back to the avenue to do it again 

I kept on telling myself I must be doing alright 
Somehow I'd made it to another night 
Then I saw you standing there 
Well suddenly I didn't care about anything 
 [bad word]  
I'm so [bad word] out on you 
There's nothing left of me 
But the life I took from the air you breathed 
I'm so [bad word] out on you 
There's nothing left of me 
But the life I lost and a memory of you 

I [bad word] from my hunger to find what I craved 
Felt myself going under but I wasn't afraid 
Starving to taste the sight of you 
So weak that I knew I might not ever get to 
 [bad word]  
I'm so [bad word] out on you 
There's nothing left of me 
But the life I took from the air you breathed 
I'm so [bad word] out on you 
There's nothing left of me 
But the life I lost and a memory of you 

I went searching for the soul that led me here 
Tried to find some faith in all this fear 
And there you were still standing there 
well nothing matters - I just don't care 
 [bad word]  
I'm so [bad word] out on you 
There's nothing left of me 
But the life I took from the air you breathed 
I'm so [bad word] out on you 
There's nothing left of me 
But the life I lost and a memory of you 

I woke up to the sounds of breaking glass 
Trying to remember what happened last 
There was blood on my hands but I was feeling no pain 
So I went right on back to the avenue to it again 
And again