Salt In The Wound

You couldn't let it be, You could of let me bleed

Instead it seems you keep rubbing salt in the wound

You could of let me heal, I hate the way it feels

Now I suffer still your rubbing salt in the wound.

 (rubbinin, rubbinin...)

 (instrumental, play it fast)

Being dead must be better than this.

Already hurts but you couldn't resist.

Moving on way to quick.

I'm not expected a way to end it

Like a bullet that didn't go threw

It's stuck inside just like you.

Making me hate like you always do

Now your fucking him like we were nothing.

You couldn't let it be, You could of let me bleed

Instead it seems you keep rubbing salt in the wound

Now I suffer still your rubbing salt in the wound.

 (instrumental)

Your picking at my scars

my worlds been torn apart.

Everywhere I turn there you are

to humiliate me you must hate me.

When there's nothing left

and I take my last breath

Will I finally be at rest

while your both laughing hope your happy.

You couldn't let it be, You could of let me bleed

Instead it seems you keep rubbing salt in the wound

Now I suffer still your rubbing salt in the wound.

It's burning I can't take the pain

I said it's burning I can't take the pain of when your

rubbing salt in (rubbing salt) in the wound

 (rubbinin, rubbinin...)

ohho hooh ho ohhooh hhhoooo

You couldn't let it be, You could of let me bleed

Instead it seems you keep rubbing salt in the wound

Now I suffer still your rubbing salt in the rubbing salt in the wound.

 (rubbinin, rubbinin...)