Strung to Your Ribcage

You'll never catch me
My belly is red, black and red
Black and red
Black and red
Black and red


Fucking say it
Fucking say it
Fucking say it
It's like you're meant to be a hostage
Another hostage will eat you alive

Fucking say it
Fucking say it
Fucking say it
I take it for granted
That you'll feel at home


When you flirt it makes me nauseous
I'm fucking nauseous
And I'll eat you alive

I take it for granted
That you'll feel at home

Emotions never change
Only towards you
Look down, I'm strung to your ribcage
Look down, I'm strung to your ribcage
Inflamed in every other way,
In every other way
Look down, I'm strung to your ribcage
Look down, I'm strung to your ribcage
Inhale the splinters and the rain
The splinters and the rain
Look down, I'm strung to your ribcage
Look down, I'm strung to your ribs.