Her lips were the dagger
That ripped through the stagger
Of my bleeding heart

When she dug them deep
Inbetween the beats
I could feel the pain
Pierce through me sharp

And in her voice
I heard the choice
To swing her sword
And cut me down once more

Grasping at the last piece left
She wanted to take her daggers
And stab the last bit

Her lips were a dagger
And she was the baddest habit
That everyone wanted to have it

When she kissed me I was on another planet
And after that I kissed her back
And stabbed her with something a little bit shorter

We were like jack rabits multiplying
Our ****** attractants
With satisfactions vibrating
At the rate of *******

I kissed her lips and she stabbed them
With the passion of never giving them back
By sticking daggers in em'