You push and pull the barriers of my lust 
Blind to the mess, where it might lead us to 

And still I’m tempted 
To open up 
It’s only to observe 
How his heart slowly starts to 
Bleed

You tuck and turn and fall in a deep sleep 
Blind to the fact, that I’m not willing to go this far

And still I’m tempted 
To open up 
It’s only to observe 
How his heart slowly starts to 
Bleed

The deepest red
Dripping on his marble feet 
Faces wet 
The hearts will bleed 

Blind to the mess it leads us to 
Slowly starts to bleed
Blind to the fact I’m not willing to 
Slowly starts to bleed