I watch you tap for blood in my vein
My heart you feed on to keep you sustained
parasite that leaves me cold and drained

I'm in shock and you leave me paralysed
And the sadest part I realise
The absense of [bad word] behind your eyes

I feel you tapping my soul from my vein
I feel you tapping again on my vein
I feel my life slipping away

One more drop of the blood I spill
One more drop you take
One more drop and I will spite
Bite the hand that bleeds

I see you have two faces turning
Changing face to keep me guessing
You have mastered the art of deceiving
(deceiving. deceiving, deceiving)

Now I know no one [bad word] you
Now I know not even you do
And I think you're salt in my wounds

Now I know no one [bad word] you
Now I know no one [bad word] you
Now I know you're salt in my wounds

One more drop of the blood I spill
One more drop you take
One more drop and I will spite
And bite the hand that bleeds

Bite the hand that bleeds you

One more drop of the blood I spill
One more drop you take
One more drop and I will spite
And bite the hand that bleeds

Bite the hand that bleeds you