I really can't tell
But I need to know
I need to see
What the hell is wrong with you?
Crack open your skull
Spill your brains
Spill your thoughts
To get a peek into your twisted world
With every whack
More spills out
Blood, brains and thoughts
I thought knew you
I really did
But this is just disgusting
Kinky paraphenilia galore
A new girl every night
Whips, handcuffs, hot wax
I thought I was your girlfriend
Not just another inflatable doll
With each whack and blow
I want to hit you more
To make you ache
Like what you did to my heart
To purge these thoughts
From the fabric of life
I would not wish this suffering
On even my worst enemy
Oopsie, I went to far
So much blood and brains
And no more breaths
A small sigh of regret
I would have liked to hit you more
But oh well
Good ridance
To bad trash
