Ah, don't you tease me please, I'm fragile, you know
On my hands, my knees, I'm begging you so
These words I give to you don't mean much to help diffuse
The situation is taut between borrowed and bought
So look at me now, I'm breaking apart

Save your skin for the butcher is coming home
Hey doll, you're living in a slaughterhouse
Kiss his lips and let him walk right in, you sellout
Let him know that it's just-
Business, you're just trying to live, in the wrong place, someone else's bed, why?
You can't beat yourself up, got no time to cry for help
Now get up, you're in the business of saving yourself

You can't find a better way, you can't leave me alone
No self defense, no luck, I need some help
All our gods are here, watch them all get off for-
Cutting 'em off, cutting 'em off

Save your skin for the butcher is coming home
Hey doll, you're living in a slaughterhouse
Kiss his lips and let him walk right in, you sellout
Let him know that it's just-
Business, you're just trying to live, in the wrong place, someone else's bed, why?
You can't beat yourself up, got no time to cry for help
Now get up, you're in the business of saving yourself

Oh, my dear, I'm yours, yours
The notion as we near the time
Of our lives, ripe with decay
Unknown to our dismay
The grave where I may lay
The cell, you know the drill
Useless mute of the dark
The cross, a token of fear
I can, I can hear and see everything before it's coming

Save your skin for the butcher is coming home
Hey doll, you're living in a slaughterhouse
Kiss his lips and let him walk right in, you sellout
Let him know that it's just
Business, you're just trying to live, in the wrong place, someone else's bed, why?
You can't beat yourself up, got no time to cry for help

Now get up, oh, get up
Now baby, it's just business, you're just trying to live
In the wrong place, someone else's bed, why?
You can't beat yourself up, got no time to cry for help
Now get up, you're in the business of saving yourself
You're in the business of saving yourself