Transplant

Mornings together spent Thinking about you I can't And sometimes you tear me to pieces I need a transplant I stared at you with the blood on your face And down at your body with no space To kiss or kill I may wonder How cute your dead face is my lover Mornings together spent Thinking about you I can't And sometimes you tear me to pieces I, I, I need a transplant I, I, I need a transplant I broke a leg, broke a leg or two Trying to be you, trying to be you Couldn't help it out but my feelings poured out It took you a second to cut my throat But I wasn't bleeding I just choked And lately I've been dying to see, I've been dying to see How good It is to be, how good it is to be used and abused it's a Catastrophe Catastrophe It's a Catastrophe It's a Catastrophe Mornings together spent Thinking about you I can't And sometimes you tear me to pieces I, I, I need a transplant I, I, I need a transplant