Love in pieces

November first
Six months have passed
Since our last fuck
I'm feeling you colder
Trying to explain
Yourself with moans

I knew you'd try to get out of this
Getting involved with another guy
But your pimp know your debts
It won't be easy to get rid of me

Now
My words are like scissors in my hands
That lacerate and quarter your happiness
I don't know what to do with you

Want to gift your somebody?
With your pieces
But there's something that bothers me!
Don't know where to start
Through your chest or your spine

Look at the mirror and remember the life and love that I gave to you
Think while you can
Because you have only five minutes
Until youÂ…
Until you meet the other side

Look at me and remember the life and love that I gave to you

"Kill… Kill… Kill… Kill… Kill… Kill…"

November second
Eighteen hours have passed since your death
I look at your tombstone and claim
I look at your tombstone and claim

For your someone
To love
All the pieces
To Love
All the pieces of your body
To Love

Love in Pieces
To Love