I'll cut my heart out and leave it here on the stage      And you can come pick it up after the show   And when you find out what I really meant you let me know   I'll cut it out, cut it out, cut my heart out and leave it here on the stage   And you can come pick it up after the show   And when you find out what you really want you let me know   I'll cut it out, cut it out, cut my heart out, with some more so-called friends   And we can meet at the house after the show   And you will smile and lie to my face, I'll never know   I'll never know, never know it again      To fall in love you get fucked   You give in until you both give up   So give in to your next sweet young love      To fall in love you get to fuck   So who's the whore?   So who's the whore?   Can't count the lies   You get to fuck, so who's the whore?   So who's the whore?   You twist my words to fit the end   So what's a friend?   So what's a friend?   The truth remains to get your end   So what's a friend?   So what's a friend?   So what's a friend?   So what's a friend?   So what's a friend?