[Dean, Doom, Cargo]

If my life was a piece of meat

You'd let the dog eat it
You find me all pathetic don't you?
So be it!

I'm just sick and tired
Of livin' my lie
How can I show you that I care?

Well, kill the mother
And the baby dies.
That's my answer right there

That's my $#&@in' answer
Die!


Too little is way too much
I didn't want it
I didn't choose it

Don't want to live my life
Just win it or loose it


You insist
That all the things that I've done
It has to gather up for something

Well, a life that got me everything
Gave me nothing!
Don't want to bother you further

So I'll leave the rest unspoken
The glass ain't half full
Or half empty

Right now it's $#&@ing broken

Too little is way too much

I didn't want it. I didn't choose it
Don't want to live my life
Just win it or loose it


Loose it


The blood of your boyfriend
Caked on my torso
Guess I had to cut him again

The blood of your boyfriend
Caked on my torso
Guess I had to cut him again


The blood of your boyfriend
Red on my torso

Wet on my fingers like rain
The blood of your boyfriend
Caked on my torso

Sorry I cut him again

The blood of your boyfriend

Caked on my torso
This time it was more than a game
The blood of your boyfriend

Red on my torso
At least there won't be
No further pain


The blood of your boyfriend
Caked on my torso

Finally free from the shame
The blood of your boyfriend
Dead on my torso

Nothing left but darkening stains

No other $#&@ing solution!