If you're gonna rip my heart out
  could you use a knife that's dull and rust in color
  (Once I die) there will be no way that you can cover
  that scar
  It's hard
  I know
  And if I get a little blood on you
  finally the world will know you're guilty
  (know you're wrong) of taking everything you've gotten from me
  No heart
  It's hard
  I know
    Mighty King of Avondale
  I just can't let this go
  Real life ain't no fairy tale
  I just thought you should know
    When you're finished with the surgery
  I really hope that you will turn to me and
  tell me all about the fun you had
  when you were cuttin' up...
  you were cuttin' up
    Living like a fairy tale
  the mighty King of Avondale
  It all went to his head this royalty
  I stuck a knife into his back
  Inventiveness is what I lack
  He's always hanging up on loyalty
    (You're wrong)
  (You're wrong)
    Thanks to Sarah (regalita@comcast.net) for correcting these lyrics