Close the door your leaving You've gone to get a drink of something And Im staring at my hands All I want to do is smash these walls around me I want to express myself I want to express myself And you squeased every last morsel of love out of me And left a bitter crusted shell The door slams shut your leaving me This time i cant help but fell relieved And Im sqeasing my hands so tight That the blood supply runs dry And I wont swallow my pride Cause I haven't got a drop to digest My blood supply runs dry My love for you has run dry Its cut off all the love to my heart Its cutting off my love for you My finger tips are cold and white And I can hardly move an inch Cause i cut off all my blood supply I cut off all my love supply I cut off all my blood supply I cut off all my love supply I cut off all my blood supply I cut off all my love supply And I cut off all my blood supply I cut off all my love