Sticky

Never mind the time when you were all alone, and I
 Picked you up like a dirty bit, oh, honey
 Licked you clean and found a house of wax for you to stay
 You set fire to it on your second full day
 Then I thought that we had reached an understanding
 Wouldn't find coal at the bottom of the stocking
 Instead, you swung it at my head and nearly knocked me dead
 Thought about it while I sat there thinking just bled
 Pull the knife out of my back
 Clean the blade and put it back
 Pull the knife out of my back
 Unless you're not quite done
 Then go on and have more fun
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 I often think about the way that I will watch you die
 It's kind of creepy, but I'm looking forward to it
 I'll probably try to linger over it a little while
 You will fall down on your own knife, and I'll just smile
 Pull the knife out of my back
 Clean the blade and put it back
 Pull the knife out of my back
 Unless you're not quite done
 Then go on and have more fun
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 Two can play is really all that I have left to say
 Your edge is getting dull, is nearing time to sharpen
 Get a mirror so that you can see what's gonna be
 Afraid it's gonna look like untimely death to me
 Pull the knife out of my back
 Clean the blade and put it back
 Pull the knife out of my back
 Unless you're not quite done
 Then go on and have more fun