Hard for blood

Hard on for your blood
I've got a hard on for your blood
And when the dying starts
It really breaks my heart
That it's you I'm thinking of

Hard on for your blood
Hard for your blood
It ain't your pretty face
It's how your skin separates
When my knife is in your lungs

I walk down these dirty streets
And they all look the fucking same
'Til I don't know if I wanna see another day
And I can't help believe that the reason things suck
As bad as they do
Are the millions of the fucking drops of shit like you

Hard on for your blood
I've got a hard on for your blood
I'm gonna cut you right
This is my favorite knife
I guess that's kind of love

Hard on for blood
So fucking hard for your blood
This is the perfect night for the world to die
Here with both of us

You cannot rape the willing
But I got this funny feeling
That you didn't know how far that I would go
Still I don't think for a second
That you regret your decision
I can hear the pleasure through your screams and moans

It ain't your pretty face
It's how your skin separates
When my knife is in your lungs

Hard on for your blood
I've got a hard on for your blood
Tonight's the perfect night for the world to die
Here with both of us

And I can't help the fact that your girlfriend's nasty twat gets wet
Every time that she hears my shitty voice crack
When I'm trying to sing a love song
It's just that she knows that I'm hard for her blood