Method Acting (Demo)

One, two, three, four

I put the knife in slowly

Through the ribcage to your heart

I don′t know how we got here

But it's tearing me apart

You don′t seem too surprised

I guess that it's become a chore

Every Tuesday on the hour

You don't feel it anymore

I swear one of these days it′s gonna kill you

And you will see it comin′, but you will not run away

I'll try to stop the bleeding with the hands that crucified you

Oh, the irony in that will not be lost on me, I′m afraid

I'll promise that I never meant for it to end this way

I don′t know why, but you'll forgive me

And I′ll take that to my grave

Four years of being unfair

Still, you don't seem to mind

You say you'd rather live unfairly

If it keeps me in your life

Are we in a 90s movie?

Who just says that with a straight face?

Method acting like you love me

Living constantly in pain

I swear one of these days it′s gonna kill you

And you will see it comin′, but you will not run away

I'll look into your eyes and see you take it like it′s nothin'

I know that I am guilty, but you′ll kiss me anyway

I'll promise that I never meant for it to end this way

I don′t know why, but you'll forgive me

And I'll take that to my grave

I put the knife in slowly

Through the ribcage to your heart

I don′t know how we got here

But it′s tearin' me apart