You say everything looks bad
From your hospital bed
Well I'm thinking 'bout something else
Thinking 'bout how it felt
And if I felt bad for you
I feel so sad for me too
In the end there'll be no one
In the end there'll be no one
Well I taste the sweetness of life
And I lick off the knife
And all the blood in my brain
Will pump out a brand new vein
Will pump out a brand new vein
Will pump out a brand new vein