Have you ever been in love with the monster?
Have you ever been willing to damn yourself to Hell?
I for one have sold my soul, and burnt my bridges.
Going down, spinning round, no chance of reemerging.
Switch the sunlight, dampen the darkness.
Will you damage my insides?
Feel free to rip apart my fragile body.
Throw punches, spit fire down my threat.
Insert fistfuls of hate, open me up.
He pulls back, and his hands are covered in blood.
The monster has blood dripping from his hands.
My clothes are covered, the floor is slippery, and forever stained.
He wants to slay me, he wants to own me.
Beaten, betrayed, black and blue.
I am entirely in love with you.