Who Keeps Score

You suck out all the life.
You hold on to your pride.
I turn down all the lights,
but your shadow still survives.

Who keeps score?
You're such a bore.
I couldn't care
less any more.
If you're right,
there's nothing left.
You had your cake,
now eat it.

Sink your teeth into my neck.
I won't move until you've left.
No way to warn the next.
You need a stake to the chest.

Who keeps score?
You're such a bore.
I couldn't care
less any more.
If you're right,
there's nothing left.
You made your bed.
Now beat it.

You cast no reflection
I think I've learnt my lesson

If I see you crawling back again I'll light this barn on fire
You keep your collection of the dead – but you'll never be satisfied.