Brian Hartt - Mouthful of Skin Lyrics

You tie me to the bed
And you play with my wounds
You pull my hair
But you don't make a sound

Please speak to me

I bleed
While you peel off my skin
Your mouth is full
Of my tongue that you keep chewing on
You look in my eyes
But you won't let go
I guess it feels right, if only you'd

Please speak to me

You bite my neck
Till you know it will bruise
You tie the rope
Into a noose
Your pale hands
Start to tighten round my neck
I can't say I hate it
Cause i'm not quite dead yet

Please speak to me

Put my head in a jar on your nightstand
To turn away or to look at, follow your demands
My arms hold up the mailbox in your front yard
But I don't mind, as you pull your bow long my vocal chords
I'll sing like censer for you
Please speak to me