Pieces of You - Phantoms

I’ve been through hell just to prove myself to the devil.

I picked up every piece that fell of your body when the dust settled.

If I rip out your tongue, what will you lie about then?

If I sever the ties will I be whole again?

The pieces of you are now the pieces of me.

With these pieces of you I feel complete.

And I will cut of your head so that

when you are dead, I won’t forget you again.

It all took a turn for the worse.

You don’t need me, You need a hearse.

If I rip out your tongue, what will you lie about then?

If I sever the ties will I be whole again?

The pieces of you are now the pieces of me.

With these pieces of you I feel complete.

And I will cut of your head so that

when you are dead, I won’t forget you again.

Put me back together with the pieces of you.

I can’t go through hell again.

What am I to do?

I will tear your limb from limb.

Your arms, your legs, I’ll wear your skin.

I’ll make a better you.

I will tear you limb from limb.

Your flesh, your bones, your skeleton.

I’ll make a better me.