I Had to Cut Her

She Called on me, I would not take her,
 She called on me and I would not stir
 She called on me and I asked my maker,
 Should I go, lord should I go to wed,
 And take our vows before the altar
 Before the devil would have us sin
 And I fear that she should falter
 And return to her wicked ways again...
 But in my dreams I did take her
 But in my dreams I lost control
 When I woke, I did forsake her
 For I feared for my immortal soul
 I said to her, "I need a virgin,
 Who's never known the touch of men"
 But I gave in to her urgin
 I laid down pure, but I rose up in sin.
 What I thought, I could not tell her
 What I knew I could not say
 Like a dog, I could smell her
 Like a dog, I could not stay
 Before I left, I had to cut her
 And I held her while she bled
 For I thought I could not trust her
 And I knew I could not wed