The Last Kiss — A.F.I.

Hung in your room, swaying, hoping only that you'll see All by myself I'm alone in such poor company The deeper I think the deeper I seem to sink I can't stop the insects that are feeding Pull the needles from beneath my skin I broke myself, shattered, tied a bow around every piece Your lovely eyes Have they always shown so vacantly The more I show the less you'll want to know I can't stop the insects that are feeding Pull the needles from beneath my skin

Now I'm on display I am becoming Hurt myself today It's all for you Do you like Do you like What I'm becoming Cut myself today It's all for you

I part the night, flashing, approaching as I watch you flee Pushed through your pane Seems I've landed quite uncomfortably But as I pass through souls of broken glass I can't stop the insects that are feeding Pull the needles from beneath my skin

Now I'm on display I am becoming Hurt myself today It's all for you Do you like Do you like What I'm becoming Cut myself today It's all for you

Please don't ask me just what I think Trust me You don't want to know Please don't ask me to open up Trust me Trust me 'cause I can't Stop the insects that are feeding Pull the needles from beneath my skin

Now I'm on display I am becoming Hurt myself today It's all for you Do you like Do you like What I'm becoming Cut myself today It's all for you

It's all for you