For she took her love for to gaze awhile
Among the fields of barley
In his arms she fell
As her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
I watch you there through the window
As you wear nothing
But you wear it so well
Tied up and twisted
The way I’d like to be
For you, for me
Come crash into me
It must be your skin
I’m sinking in
It must be for real
‘Cause now I can feel
I don’t wanna be held in your debt
I’ll pay it up in blood and I’ll be wed
I’m already cut up and half dead
I’ll end up alone like I began
I’ve taken all and I have endured
One day it’ll all fade, I’m sure
I don’t owe you anything
I don’t owe you anything
Head like a hole
Black as your soul
I’d rather die
Than give you control
Bow down before the one you serve
You’re going to get what you deserve
