Shut down the disease, brush it aside and stand up off your knees
Tip the scales, spin me some horrible, beautiful tales
Now you`re weak, and you`re tired and lonely
You can`t see what could be yours for keeps all the while
You can take what you want
But you`re not so nice any more
Everything we have we steal
Run your fingers over me
Pull away the skin, uncover the disease
With a weakness and a tenderness we kiss
Consuming each other all over again
You can take what you want
But you`re not so nice any more
Everything we have we steal