I hate what you have done to me Ripped out all of the good inside Remind me who I used to be This monster doesn't need to hide Imagine all the things I'd do If I could get my hands on you And wrap my fingers round your neck For one last violent ride I love this fateful tragedy The day you made the patient cry Don't think I'll show you sympathy All angels simply have to die Imagine all the things I'd do If I could get my hands on you And wrap my fingers round your neck For one last violent ride I wanna teach you new things about pain Wanna show you what real fear is I wanna hurt you in ways you can't imagine Get all your nerves giving me their full attention I'm gonna break you and make you say you love me Part of me just wants to make you lie I'm gonna give you some Stockholm syndrome Then cut you loose and watch you cry 'Cause baby I'm not nice, no I'm a little sick And you make me want to prove it, and it won't be over quick And when you think you're done, and you're begging me to die I'll take all you've got left and drink your tears from your eyes Imagine all the things I'd do If I could get my hands on you And wrap my fingers round your neck For one last violent ride Imagine all the things I'd do If I could get my hands on you And wrap my fingers round your neck For one last violent For one last violent For one last violent For one last violent ride