We sat playing cards
I was already half gone
And he walked in and stopped the room
How beautiful
How horrible
Do you only love me for the pain in my eyes?
I'll pound it into your head,
Into your chest,
Until you know
I'll scream until you know
Tell her, go ahead
I still feel so hurt and sick
But there's something to be said about the fact
That I know everything
And you haven't taken your hand from her eyes