Where The Blood Goes

I dont know just where the blood goes

I know how to feel

I know how to steal

I know how to kill

And the more you wait for heaven

The more you will learn of hell

And the more that I hate you

The more that I hate myself

I'm alone on this broken path

Wearing gloves and a mask

I find myself on lovers lane

Doing the devils task

And the more you wait for heaven

The more you will learn of hell

And the more that i kill you

The more that i kill myself