Watch me now play with pointy things

Look, see, isn’t it interesting?

No, you’re not even listening

Is that not brave enough for you?

As flies are drawn to the rotting chees

Are sadists attracted to misery

In this case, that’s another word for me

So I’ll boost the danger times two

(Or maybe three)

Just red paint? Babe, this ain’t pretend

How I long for your arms again

I might lose me a leg or head

Maybe you would believe me then

Autumn leaves failed to break my fall

Sticks and stones didn’t care at all

Skin and bones decorate the walls

Think that’s everything I can recall