If I asked you for one last kiss As the life leaves my wrist Would you give it to me Would you give it to me Or lay my neck on the guillotine But I've been wrong before How many times How many fucking times Have we done this before Have you walked out that door And I'm at your heels asking for more, more, more I am the giver of the pill that is bitter That I deserve better you evil motherfucker What was I expecting What reason does a bird need to fly Or to sing or to do what comes naturally I thought things could change But I've been wrong before My cheeks are red with blood You always knew how to make me blush, blush, blush Remember when you said that you would die with me tonight You were only being polite