I had a life before you came along
And you had one too but it all went wrong
And your clothes change with your political views
I'll tell you it plain I've got nothing to lose
I'll show you the line that I want you to cross
To tell you the truth I don't give a toss
If I had a life before you came along
It's gone

I shout out your name
But the more I repeat it the more I feel alive
I shout your name but the more I repeat it
The more I hear the sound of sharpening knives

And I never questioned the money you spent
When you were a no-one I paid your rent
I gave you the things I was able to give
Well to tell you the truth I don't give a shit
And when I am dead will just you throw out my clothes?
I guess you'll never know

I shout out your name
But the more I repeat it the more I feel alive
I shout your name but the more I repeat it
The more I hear the sound of sharpening knives

The more I repeat it
The more I repeat it
The more I repeat it
The more I repeat it

I shout out your name but the more I repeat it
I shout out your name but the more I repeat it
I shout out your name but the more I repeat it
The more I hear the sound of
The more I hear the sound of sharpening knives