When you find my blade
Will you thank God that I'm not dead?
Will you see it's soul stained red?
When I find my blade
Oh, how bitter it's kisses will be
Oh, how happy it is to see me
When Mamma finds my blade
Can she understand my pain?
Can she find someone else to blame?
When Daddy finds my blade
How much will he have to drink?
How much like his beer will he stink?
When they find my blade
What kind of love will they send?
What kind of way will all this end?