My knife in your guts, it's all come to this My knife in your, 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 f** s*uts My soul I will k**, 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 sh** I do it again, and again, and again I hate you, I hate your face And now you're reeling beneath a hail of blows And I'm kicking your head down the street My knife if 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 you think it's dead You said that something was wrong with my head But now I think it near, the thing 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 You use the knife before the knife is used on you