The blood is thick
Thicker than my thoughts are quick
Thicker than those thoughts turn sick, sick
Sicker than the temperature rising
Sicker than the whites of their eyes
Despising me and all my lovers that I can't disguise
And I'll never know why
Ooh, the air is clear
Clearer than the taste of tears
Clearer than the smell of fear
And I'm fearful for a long, cold year with you
Don't you know what you do?
You give me horrors
And I give you the goo that it oozes
Separate the scabs from the bruises
I turn my thoughts off and on, and off and on, and off and on, and off and on, and off and on, and off and on...!
I'm out of breath
Offers me a taste of death
Equally a taste of life
And I freeze to feel it
And I prayed to my god
And I prayed to Jesus, oh yes
I prayed and pleaded that I'd never go back
But I'm always going back
'Cause the touch is sweet
Sweeter than he touches me
Sweeter when that touch repeats, repeats
Please believe my heart spills its guts
Every time that you leave
Don't you know what you do?
You give me the horrors
And I give you the goo that it oozes
Separate the scabs from the bruises
Off and on, and off and on, and off and on, and off and on, and off and on, and off and on...!
He's gonna teach me how to live (x9)
Thicker than my thoughts are quick
Thicker than those thoughts turn sick, sick
Sicker than the temperature rising
Sicker than the whites of their eyes
Despising me and all my lovers that I can't disguise
And I'll never know why
Ooh, the air is clear
Clearer than the taste of tears
Clearer than the smell of fear
And I'm fearful for a long, cold year with you
Don't you know what you do?
You give me horrors
And I give you the goo that it oozes
Separate the scabs from the bruises
I turn my thoughts off and on, and off and on, and off and on, and off and on, and off and on, and off and on...!
I'm out of breath
Offers me a taste of death
Equally a taste of life
And I freeze to feel it
And I prayed to my god
And I prayed to Jesus, oh yes
I prayed and pleaded that I'd never go back
But I'm always going back
'Cause the touch is sweet
Sweeter than he touches me
Sweeter when that touch repeats, repeats
Please believe my heart spills its guts
Every time that you leave
Don't you know what you do?
You give me the horrors
And I give you the goo that it oozes
Separate the scabs from the bruises
Off and on, and off and on, and off and on, and off and on, and off and on, and off and on...!
He's gonna teach me how to live (x9)