This isn't really sex, this isn't really life This isn't really anything I think I like

And I will not sit on broken glass Not for you or anyone I will not cut my ass

We have no reasons but we still have fun Down on the floor, baby, whisper my name

And when you rip my back to shreds I dig my boots into The soft remains of your spine

I want to savage Your spinal remains I want to savage Baby, your spinal remains In chains

This isn't really sex, this isn't really life This isn't really anything I think I like

And I will sit on broken glass Not for you or anyone I will not cut my fucking ass

I want to savage Baby, your spinal remains I want to savage Baby, your spinal remains They're making you change