Love The Things You Do

(álbum: To Whom It May Consume - 1999)

Fall in love, such sweet sorrow
Here's a little something from me
You know there's an old saying
If you love something, set it free
If it doesn't comes back, HUNT IT DOWN AND KILL IT!

[Steaknife:]
Ever since I seen you fucking my brother
I can't have a normal conversation with my mother
I wonder if your silly lies disguised by your bedroom eyes
Are these phony alibis loss and cries
Cross my heart I hope you die I love you... (die) forever
From credit cards to diamond rings I just about giving you everything
And now I'm screaming smashing my head into seizures
Killing memories and cease activities of leizure
And thoughts to dedication how stupid, I gave you through scriptures
And now I'm watching blood drip off me slowly
Onto your pictures think about how much you owe me
Sneaky little bitch you can't love me and leave me lonely
I know you care I'm aware deep down inside
I'm coming back for you baby and everything'll be a'ight

[Steaknife (Cathy Swane):]
(Stop, I mean it! If you don't) What? What?
(I don't know what I'm gonnna do!) Shut the fuck up!
(Leave me alone) I swear to God I'm gonna kill you right fucking now!
(I mean it. Please baby leave me alone!)
You owe me for every little fucking sperm that's in your mouth
(Please!) or in your fucking gut I want it back NOW!

I followed you to work
I followed you to school
I followed you home
Looked in your window
Saw you nude
I noticed right away
That you had rearranged the room
I love the things you do
You don't have a clue

[Brooks Buford:]
I oughta crack your damn trachea for squeezing in my life (Why are you not taking your medication?)
Playing wife, stabbed in my back with your diamond studded Rambo knife
What about the evil that women do?
If I'm beating on a female best believe I got a reason to
So call Oprah while I'm home playing husband
My girl's fucking my cousin so now I'm back on angel dust
And busting out her face 4 in the morning
Dragging wifey cross the asphalt heard she was ho-ing
It isn't my fault love is an illusion
Ain't nobody down for you except God
Never put your faith in humans
I'm up in Georgia Mental Health
With pictures of my boo's who out there, fucking you
Talking about the evil that Brooks do
It's tragic, now I got a $100 medication habit laughing
Sucking on pills, thinking about river rafting
I love you baby. Why don't you come visit me this Saturday?
We'll walk around the yard I'll slice your throat and plead insanity, sweetie (Fucking wacko)

I followed you to work
I followed you to school
I followed you home
Looked in your window
Saw you nude
I noticed right away
That you had rearranged the room
I love the things you do
You don't have a clue

[Danny:]
I rethink it over and over, stabbing pain in the abdomen
Abandoned, betrayal is the sick sorry, psychotic
Bitch hypnotic with the eroticism, possessed
And I'm obsessed with her slutty ass
So what I cracked her rib and blacked her eye?
She lies a lot best thing that ever happened to me
Pushing me to the edge holding a butcher knife to the trachea
Of my once future wife she's a maniac for making me react
This brutally I yearn to watch her gurgle on her plasma
And lay six feet beneath a slab of marble left her in tears simultaneous
You better watch your back, bitch, Lover boy's watching, waiting
Contemplating, your final inhalation of oxygen
You will catch a chill I'm ill I no longer care
Consequence is the least of my fears
Answer your phone and let the beast you created whisper inside your ear
"You belong to me, dearie" (Fucking Freak) When you're asleep
Do your floors creak? Do you remember me? IS THIS YOUR SPARE KEY?

I followed you to work
I followed you to school
I followed you home
Looked in your window
Saw you nude
I noticed right away
That you had rearranged the room
I love the things you do
You don't have a clue