Ah, don't you tease me please, I'm fragile, you know On my hands, my knees, I'm begging you so These words I give to you don't mean much to help diffuse The situation is taut between borrowed and bought So look at me now, I'm breaking apart Save your skin for the butcher is coming home Hey doll, you're living in a slaughterhouse Kiss his lips and let him walk right in, you sellout Let him know that it's just- Business, you're just trying to live, in the wrong place, someone else's bed, why? You can't beat yourself up, got no time to cry for help Now get up, you're in the business of saving yourself You can't find a better way, you can't leave me alone No self defense, no luck, I need some help All our gods are here, watch them all get off for- Cutting 'em off, cutting 'em off Save your skin for the butcher is coming home Hey doll, you're living in a slaughterhouse Kiss his lips and let him walk right in, you sellout Let him know that it's just- Business, you're just trying to live, in the wrong place, someone else's bed, why? You can't beat yourself up, got no time to cry for help Now get up, you're in the business of saving yourself Oh, my dear, I'm yours, yours The notion as we near the time Of our lives, ripe with decay Unknown to our dismay The grave where I may lay The cell, you know the drill Useless mute of the dark The cross, a token of fear I can, I can hear and see everything before it's coming Save your skin for the butcher is coming home Hey doll, you're living in a slaughterhouse Kiss his lips and let him walk right in, you sellout Let him know that it's just Business, you're just trying to live, in the wrong place, someone else's bed, why? You can't beat yourself up, got no time to cry for help Now get up, oh, get up Now baby, it's just business, you're just trying to live In the wrong place, someone else's bed, why? You can't beat yourself up, got no time to cry for help Now get up, you're in the business of saving yourself You're in the business of saving yourself