Blood still flows from an open wound (In a room) one heart beats where there were two The killer had a knife and golden blonde hair Her eyes, black and blue, they had been that way for years She planned her escape once the beatings begun But she did not know to use a knife or a gun Alone again, and a fist to her face He turned his back.... she attacked. One to the back (And) three to the heart [x4] (After cleaning her blood stained hands,) she got into her car and drove to Mexico.