My knife in your guts, it's all come to this
My knife in your guts, you crumple and twist
You're grabbing my arm, you try to resist
I do it again, it's all come to this

I hate you
I hate your face
It's coming apart
I'm going someplace

My life in your guts, my knife will fuck sluts
My soul I will kill, your hole I will drill
My knife in your guts, you swallow my fist
My knife in your guts, it's all come to this

I am the insistor
You are the resistor

Knife feels good

I'm gonna get you, right in the tit
When love turns to hate, and hate turns to hit
Well that's what you get, when love turns to shit
I do it again, and again, and again

I hate it
I hate your face

And now you're reeling beneath a hail of blows
And I'm kicking your head down the street

My knife in your guts, you like it like this
I hold you down, no will to resist
I cut you up, put you in the ground
Just to make sure that you are never found

I am the insistor
You are the resistor

That feels good

And that I think it's dead
That you said there was something wrong with my head
Now I think it near, the thing that you said
You said that it was dead

Knife is good

You use a knife to remove disease
You use a knife to do as you please
You use a knife to do what you do
You use the knife before the knife is used on you

Used on you
Used on you
Used on you

Do what you do, I said-a do what you do
I said-a do what you do
Do what you do, a-do a-do what you do