My knife in your guts, it's all come to this
My knife in your guts, you crumple and twist
You're grabbing my arm, you try to resist
I do it again, it's all come to this
I hate you
I hate your face
It's coming apart
I'm going someplace
My life in your guts, my knife will fuck sluts
My soul I will kill, your hole I will drill
My knife in your guts, you swallow my fist
My knife in your guts, it's all come to this

I am the insistor
You are the resistor
Knife is good
I'm gonna get you, right in the tit
When love turns to hate
And hate turns to hit
Well, that's what you get
When love turns to shit
I do it again, and again, and again...

I hate you
I hate your face
and now your reeling
Beneath a hail of blows
and I'm kicking your head
down the street
My knife in your guts,
You like it like this
I hold you down
No will to resist
I cut you up
Put you in the ground
Just to make sure that you are
never found
I am the insistor
You are the resistor
That feels good
and that I think it's dead you said
there was something wrong with my head
But now I think it near,
the thing that you said
you said that it was dead
Knife is good
You use the knife to remove disease
You use the knife to do as you please
You use the knife to do what you do
I said
You use the knife before the knife is used on you
Used on you
Used on you
Used on you
Do what you do
I said do what you do
I said do what you do
do what you do