Bleed it...
Bleed it dry
Aply salt to open wounds
Never apologize
The cup is half empty
So am I
And like water from the rock
I have come to bleed you dry
Bleed it...
Bleed it dry
Forget the facts
I've got the patience of a razorback
That's been entwined in veins
Pushed deeper are the thorns
Lodged in your side
Scorched by the year of the drought
Just like a hook thru the mouth
I refuse to choose sides
Like water from the rock
I've come to bleed you dry
Bleed it, bleed it dry