Over The Breasts of a Lion

We fuck up what can’t be fucked

Master may I rip out your virgin heart

Spit claw eating out danger

I’d kill a thousand men and it wouldn’t be for you
I’ll kill a thousand more before I’d kill beside you
But I couldn’t kill one if he looked at me like you

Does it hurt me to love you
It hurts me to hate you
Break up me up when the blood rises

We look at each other when it suits us to die
Your master possesses when you want to tell lies
Cry touch playing a victim
I’d fuck a thousand men before I’d ever want to touch you
I’d fuck a thousand more before I’d let myself be with you
But I couldn’t fuck one if he touched me like you do

Does it hurt me to kiss you
It hurts me to touch you
Take me out when the blood cools

And it’s too late to say never again And it’s too late to save forever a friend
It’s not over when it’s over
But it’s over