[Instrumental]
Rubbing salt in my wounds Like it don't hurt, like it don't hurt me Your sweet, bitter love songs That seduce me with a sinister beat I'm bringing out
peace I am the sword, the wound, the stain Scorned, transfigured child of Cain I rend, I end, I return Again, I am the salt, the bitter laugh I am the
Love, four words explode above a mnemonic device To remember how it feels when I am with you The glass can't hide My wounds will find the salt around
[Muir] Too much time on my hands Too much salt in my wounds Too much pain in my heart Too many things to regret I've been thinking The cause of my confession
Told you not to scream or cry From that day forward, baby You just wondered why Oh, child, it's not your fault Don't rub your wounds with salt He can
the shoulder i've got something to say to you it's not so elusive this golden frontier pull the strings puppeteer sometimes you get marooned with salt in every wound
the salt in our wounds Love is insane and baby so we're too, yeah It's our hearts little grave and the salt in our wounds The salt in our wounds, the salt
go) Bang bang It's never enough to shoulder the blame You want to crush me with the weight of disappointment It's never enough to admit defeat Rub salt into my wounds
Love, four words, explode above a mnemonic device To remember how it feels when I am with you The glass can't hide, my wounds will find the salt around
, the Wrath of the desert, skulls piled in A row, why didn't you see? Carry me back, drag me by foot Saving my life, slitting her throat, salting her wounds
you'd have come along Oh but you must stop calling Jane, she is completely without blame Do you have to ring her up so soon? that's rubbing salt into these wounds
blame except myself What you call masochism I call wealth Maybe it's just a matter of pride Too sweet to end with suicide Peel the scab, pour salt in the wound
salvation, i refuse to take part. Can you feel it in your heart, burning in your veins. Drive nails to my wrists. Pour salt into the wound. This world
The elder left behind Just look at all those hungry years They come to be in the next century Underneath the surface is A wound that never heals And the salt
JEHOVA DESECRATION!!! JEHOVA DESECRATION!!! The salt is penetrating his wounds, his son is dead again and again he`ll die after life, suffering without end
