So talk, erase your worried eye Lay your trouble out beside me I'm sick, and so I sympathise Leave it feeding there inside me Take it out on me I'm in love with the feeling Take it out on me, maybe hooked on the healing Take it out on me I'm in love with the feeling of Being used Dig deep, where you're afraid to go Pick the stitches and unbind me That kick, that pain I need to know Every cut you feel defines me Tell me what is going wrong Help me, now the nights are getting long