Motograter

Put me on the table, turn out the lights
Get your scalpel ready, grip it real tight
Open my heart, and let the blood drip out
No need to strap me in, I'm ready to die
Reach your hand in deep, and pull out my life
Open my heart, and let the blood drip out
Open my heart, and let the bad things out
Hold me by the hand, it's my last stand
Lead me through this light, I'm ready to die
Open my heart, and let the blood drip out
Open my heart, and let the bastard out