Cavaliers and Roundheads

Three is evil, the most evil of numbers
Course and hateful, full of unrest and neglect (Hey)
When they get here, you become someone else
Cruel and distant, a cavalier to my roundhead

And as you make
Your pretty speech (Hey)
I seethe
Like Vesuvius

With reason drowned by toxic force
I'm going to the darkside 'cause

Sometimes I want to hurt you, sometimes I want to hurt you
Sometimes I want to hurt you, sometimes I want to hurt you
Sometimes I want to hurt you, sometimes I want to hurt you
Sometimes I want to hurt you, sometimes I want to hurt you
I want reperations
The streets are run with your blood
I want the limelight back
I want it back

There is no reason to pretend
That we are closer than this (Hey)
For I know that you know that I know that you know
I would rather claw out your eyes

With reason drowned by toxic force
I'm going to the darkside 'cause

Sometimes I want to hurt you, sometimes I want to hurt you
Sometimes I want to hurt you, sometimes I want to hurt you
Sometimes I want to hurt you, sometimes I want to hurt you
Sometimes I want to hurt you, sometimes I want to hurt you
I want reperations
The streets are run with your blood
I want the limelight back
I want it back

Sometimes I want to hurt you, sometimes I want to hurt you
Sometimes I want to hurt you, sometimes I want to hurt you
Sometimes I want to hurt you, sometimes I want to hurt you
Sometimes I want to hurt you, sometimes I want to hurt you
I want reperations
The streets are run with your blood
I want the limelight back
I want it back