Letra de The Willing Well IV: The Final Cut
In the final curtain call You left me here with the coldest of feelings Weight, kind, depression Blessing the floor with the places you've stepped inWill they ever measure up, To the way you left me? Here by the roadside The bloodiest cadaver Marked in your words: I'm the joke, I'm the bastardHere wait, so I guess that you knew That you're a selfish little whore I'm the selfish little whore If I had my way I'd crush your face in the doorThis is no beginning, yeah, yeah This is the final cut, open up This is no beginning, yeah, yeah This is the final cut, I'm in love