100 Knives

You were trying to kill me

With a hundred knives

You were trying to kill me

In my heart one hundred times

Tell me you were angry

That's why you said that

That's why you said that

I know you're there

I wish you'd talk

Should I stay on,

Or should I get off?

Roll over to me

Roll over

Roll over to me

Roll over

But there is nothing I'd rather do

Than spend all day in the sack with you

I want to mess up my sheets with you

There is nothing I'd rather do

You were trying to kill me

With a hundred knives

That was not the question

I thought you had inside

I know you're there

I wish you'd talk

Should I stay on,

Or should I get off?

Roll over to me

Roll over

Roll over to me

Roll over

But there is nothing I'd rather do

Than spend all day in the sack with you

I want to mess up my sheets with you

There is nothing I'd rather do