I will not dance with you no more
My legs, my feet, my face is so sore
I have been loving you so long;
I have been loving you so wrong

I hold onto you as you hold onto me;
I'm afraid to come
I wait there for you as you wait here for me;
I'm afraid to come

I will not dance with you no more
My lips, my face, my dick is so sore
Tell me who you'd rather be;
The fool in you, the king in me

I hold onto you as you hold onto me;
I'm afraid to come
As I wait there for you, you wait here for me;
I'm afarid to come

Here, in my room, on the floor
With the blade in your hand
I see you bleed
You always bleed
These numbered days
Are on your skin

I hold onto you, as you hold onto me;
I'm afraid to come