If you're gonna rip my heart out could you use a knife that's dull and rust in color
(once i die) there will be no way for you to cover that scar
it's hard
i know
and if i get a little blodd on you
finally the world will know you're guilty...
(know you're wrong) of taking everything you've gotten from me
no heart
it's hard
i know

mighty king of avondale i just can't let this go
real life an't no fairy tale i just thought you should know

and when you're finished with the surgery
i really hope that you will turn to me and
tell me all about the fun you had when you were cuttin' up...
you were cuttin' up

it all went to his head this royalty
i stuck a knife into his back...
inventiveness is what i lack
he's always hanging up on loyalty