Let the demons have their fun, snap my fingers one by one. I'll still pour on daddy's cologne so I don't feel so cold alone. Lover, turn my head you are all I dread. May a firm hand take my back and break it. I'll reason, i'll admit only think of things that hurt. Drag me through the dirt, discover me a filthy women don't take your ear to listen. I, savage, rip it from you, pieces; break me into.