Stabbed in the back is a little bit literal for me
On the attack, I'm despicable; a criminal, oh, can't you see
Payment enclosed, there's no time to think about morality
I'm not predisposed to particular congeniality

But when I think of you
And I think of you a lot
I feel it's too bad
You're the one that's gotta get got

I would apologize
If it would change a thing
Just close your eyes
Cause this is gonna sting
I'd try to flirt
Cause you're really rather hot
But this is gonna hurt
A lot

Day after day, this is how I live, it's all I've ever known
Not much to say, but I guess that's cause I'm always on my own
We can have fun, pretending that I know my right from wrong
We can try to run, but I'd probably sell you out before too long

But when I think of you
And that's really quite a lot
I feel it's rather bad
You're the one that's gotta get got

I would apologize
If it would change a thing
Just close your eyes
Cause this is gonna sting
I'd try to flirt
But I'd really rather not
Cause this is gonna hurt
A lot

All the blood pouring out doesn't really make for a nice gift
Like a rorschach test of my heart while my mind is adrift
What I don't understand is this feeling that I get from having it done
Cause I thought I would feel nothing; I guess my conscience has won

I would apologize
If it could change a thing
Just open up your eyes
And we all can sing
I guess I was kind of curt
Cause I never really thought
That this was gonna hurt