The Kitchen Knife (12 inch Cleaver Version)

歌詞

You never hear me through When I try to talk About the situation Before you walk I loved you It's hard to understand you When you talk to me I'd rather keep the silence And live in peace You never hear me through When I try to talk About the situation Before you walk I loved you It's not that I don't blame you For the pain we face I'd love to work right back To those perfect days And now I sit here staring On a kitchen knife I see your blood on my hands I had to end the strife Till death do us part I loved you A crime of passion The passion of crime