Smash a pretty vase of acid And I will swallow shards, if you need someone to blame Pour, pour, pour from my neck and my eyes If it means you don't hurt anymore Just twice we've spoken since But what have I to give you - what am I to you? Guess I'm blood, I'm blood, I'm blood It is love you are full of And you know who you hate (I said you where the one) Since then we've spoken trice (Spoken trice, spoken trice) But what if you were to kill me off or worse, yourself? Stab him, wound him; do what you have to do to him But not me and you, cause it's me and you (I said you where the one) Lover, brother, mother Forever, lover, brother Together, lover, brother