Bed of Nails

Yeah, we're gonna fight We do it every night Baby, when you scratch You know I'm gonna bite You can make me die I can make you cry Opposites attract That's the reason why No one else could make you feel Like I do, I do, I do No one ever gets as deep

I would lie anywhere with you, Any old bed of nails would do, Ink up the wound for a crude tattoo, A big old red heart with an anchor stuck through Like a sister Ophelia, Tell me you're there! Like a lifeline Ophelia, Tell me you're there! O Ophelia

Digging to the thick of what started this Tell me, are you innocent or are you a part of it? Secrets creeping through the streets When the bleak won't bleed And the loyal stand powerless to take a knee I see somethin brewing in the backgrounds It's n

I love the way you hurt me. My tears are your wine. Your thoughts would draw my plan for a cruise in vain, Like talons in the pake moon shining above us. My gained pleasure in pain is slowly vanished As we sink deeper and deeper into a void of your v