Lay there with the sheets
pulled up over your head
How long do you think you can
play dead
Underneath the skin I am
pinching and fingering
Every nerve, every thought
do you think you can cut me out

Do you think you can cut me out
Who you trying to kid 
Let me tell you a little 'bout myself
Well I live deeper than any blade
could get at so steady your hand
If you think you can cut me out

I been keeping me a list
of every wicked thing you did
scrawled across the walls of my cell
A little meat, a little skin
A little cage to keep me in
Do you think you could let me go

Do you think you can cut me out
Who you trying to kid
Let me tell you a little 'bout myself
Well I live deeper than any blade
could get at so steady your hand
Do you think you can cut me out

(The rest is repeated, so let's just end here)