The Dying Year - A Kiss That Cuts

A loaded gun is what you've become and all you need now is
someone to pull the trigger. She was everything that you'll
never need, no never. So lay down in your bed of lies and get
comfortable, you'll be there for tonight. Get up, get up. Come
on, get on your feet and stand up, stand up. Come on get on
your feet. Your breathless and tired from feeding the fire that burns behind her eyes. Take a look inside and I guarantee
you'll find you're no different than we are. You can't heal
these open wounds with all that you consume from everything
around you. With a kiss that cuts like glass, it leaves your
lips bleeding to death. You don't even have to ask, she's got
you for the taking and she'll take you away