Close the door, you're leaving   You've gone to get a drink of something   And I'm 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 squeezed every last morsel of love out of me   And left a bitter crusted shell   The door slams shut, you're leaving me   This time I can't help but feel relief   And I'm squeezing my hands so tight   That the blood supply runs dry      And I won't swallow my pride   Cuz I haven't got a drop to digest   My blood supply runs dry   My love for you's run dry      It's cut off all the love to my heart   It's cutting off my love for you   My fingertips are cold and white   And I can hardly move an inch      Cuz I've cut off all my blood supply   I've cut off all my love supply   I've cut off all my blood supply   I've cut off all my love supply   I've cut off all my blood supply   I've cut off all my love supply      And I've cut off all my blood supply   I've cut off all my love