Skippocalyptic - Slaughterhouse Floor

Oh my love said her heart was a slaughterhouse floor
She said la la la
She said my heart was a wrought iron door
She said la la la
She said I’ll be your battering ram
She said la la la
Said I’ll be your locksmith I’ll be your man
She said la la la

She said always wear your heart on your sleeve
La la la
Cause love only lasts for as long as you bleed she said
La la la

So I met my love on the slaughterhouse floor
She said la la la
And I checked the locks on my wrought iron door
I said la la la
Said I don’t want no battering ram
I said la la la
But I’ll be your butcher knife, I’ll be your man
I said la la la

Always wear another man’s heart on my sleeve
La la la
Cause my love only sees what she wants to see
La la la
Be thou flesh of my flesh and I’ll be the house that you haunt
Lay down your neck for my blade and I’ll be what you want
And I can’t seem to imagine, perfect love
But I have to imagine
That it’s blood, blood, blood

Oh my love said her heart was a slaughterhouse floor
She said la la la
She said my heart was a wrought iron door
She said la la la
She said I’ll be your battering ram
She said la la la
Said I’ll be your locksmith I’ll be your man
She said la la la