Critical - in your thinking that The wires cut - right - through the fat It's easier - than that - pesky bone But meat is butter - when we're alone When we're alone You hurt me once but let's pretend Start all over and begin again The silence is - a subtle slight You used to be - so soft and polite I don't think - we'll make it through the night We'll keep those red stains - out of sight Lay me out Take me in Wrap me up Begin again Turn me over Cut me deep Throw me against the wall Let the laughter seep in Let the laughter seep As I slip deeper into you