you know i get a funny feeling
when i put a loaded gun up to my head
a little dance, a little reeling
at the little bitty though of being dead

you might just laugh to see me kneeling
here beside this little pool of red
i recommend you train your eyes upon the ceiling
there's a mirror that reflects upon the bed

CHORUS:

let me revel
as i undress you
i'm not the devil
but i possess you

some have said that i am vile
some have said that i'm a monster, not a man
why don't you stick around a while
and let me try to make you understand

i know you might not trust my smile
you even seem to be afraid to hold my hand
see my intentions are of kindness not of guile
so let me show you how it all began

CHORUS

You and I, we didn't ask to be alive
But we are, so we might as well play the part

CHORUS

you know i get a funny feeling
when i put a loaded gun up to my head
a little dance, a little reeling
at the little bitty though of being dead

i know you might not trust my smile
you even seem afraid to hold my hand
see my intentions are of kindness not of guile
so let me show how it all began