Leæther Strip
"The Kitchen Knife"

You never hear me through
When I try to talk
About the situation
Before you walk

I loved you

It's hard to understand you
When you talk to me
I'd rather keep the silence
And live in peace

You never hear me through
When I try to talk
About the situation
Before you walk

I loved you

It's not that I don't blame you
For the pain we face
I'd love to work right back
To those perfect days
And now I sit here staring
On a kitchen knife
I see your blood on my hands
I had to end the strife

Till death do us part

I loved you

A crime of passion
The passion of crime