Sharpening Knives

I had a life before you came along
And you had one too, but it all went wrong
And your clothes change with your political views
I'll tell you it plain, I've got nothing to lose

I'll show you the line that I want you to cross
To tell you the truth, I don't give a toss
If I had a life before you came along
Yeah, it's gone

I shout out your name, and the more I repeat it
The more I feel alive
But I shout your name but the more I repeat it
The more I hear the sound of sharpening knives

I never questioned the money you spent
When you were a no one, I paid your rent
I gave you the things I was able to give
Well, to tell you the truth, I don't give a shit
And when I am dead, will you throw out my clothes?
Oh, you'll never know

I shout out your name, and the more I repeat it
The more I feel alive
Shout your name but the more I repeat it
The more I hear the sound of sharpening knives

The more I repeat it
And the more I repeat it
And the more I repeat it
And the more I repeat it

I shout out your name, and the more I repeat it
Shout out your name, and the more I repeat it
I shout out your name, and the more I repeat it
The more I hear the sound
The more I hear the sound of sharpening knives