and will this day be forever



tell me lover what will become of the others



skin of flesh



waste a tear don't tell these lies



where were you with all that talk about



they're not your kind



now i'm stealing her body and taking it home



there is always one more fault



those wounds i don't discover



little ones that brought you to



where were you with all that talk about



thier not your kind



now i'm stealing her body and taking it home



there is always one more fault



now i'm stealing her body, taking it home



there is always one more fault



this will hurt you it's Killing Me



this will hurt you it's Killing Me



this will hurt you it's Killing Me



this will hurt you and i will show, and i will



(for this girl)



(for this boy)



(for this girl)



(for this boy)



(this boy)



they come and talk about,



round again round again



(they're not your kind)