Slow Bleeding

Another appointment

A pain in my ass

Always something gonna ruin my night

Fly in the ointment or a smudge on the glass

Ten thousand paper cuts will be the way that I die

And it's a slow bleeding

You're the one I wanna bleed with

It's a sentimental feeling I have

You're the one who gives it meaning

I have been looking for a reason

To stick around

And baby

You are all I need

Come on and bleed with me

Oh when there's nothing to believe in

I need a little company

For this misery

Bleed with me

A busy agenda

A party past midnight

I couldn't sleep again for the thirtieth time

Got a presentation in the morning on business

Ten thousand paper cuts, not a bandage in sight