Good Riddance

I spilled a drop of blood and drenched my soul
I pulled my skin through the wire
Spat out the broken prose
And when the curtain close
I'll be behind you with a knife at your back
And I'll fight your hate
With whats in my head
And whats inside my heart
I'll never relate to the things that you've said
Just stopped to fantasize
About the bluest eyes
And a certain smile
That'll rip your soul to peices
Come quick and cauterize this wide open wound
Then give me something for the bleeding
And I'll fight this fate
With whats in my head
And whats inside my heart
I'll never relate to things that you said