Open up your eyes, yea it's me but I won't be holding you tonight. Though this room may look familiar these intentions that I have, have never been so clear. I've never lied to you before so I cannot understand why you'd beg me for a second chance, so rest now my dear cause I've got more than just time to kill tonight. This will still be real if you wake up. Plastic sheets will keep this room clean, my clothes will burn with you.
These are your final moments with no hopes for escape. Well I wonder if by now anyone could recognize you face? Your struggle it makes me wish that this could last forever, your bruises they tell the stories the stations will air, by the time the sun will rise. I've never lied to you before so I cannot understand why you'd beg me for a second chance. Gasp for air. I've got more than just time to kill tonight. This ones for you and your grieving family. For the pictures that I sent them. Now let's cauterize those wounds and we'll do it all again. So I'll savor every twist of this knife that I can. This cannot last forever, our final one night stand. This is gonna hurt like hell. I wanna see you struggle cause it makes me wish that this could last forever. These red hands they tell the stories of this night.