Counterpunch Paroles

I wanna forget it but my mind won't let it go

We are seduced and then forgotten
By the fist of ill-begotten gains
When you hit the wall
Scale the heights and take the fall
When nothing's all there is
You've hit the skids.

First you date me, then forsake me
Rape me
Top of the mountain, then we
Drown in the fountain
Blood brothers. Godfathers. Sweet sisters
Blah blah blah
Best of friends
Stabbed each other in the end

You're so sweet
Sweet enough to smack You've hit the skids.