Spit of Love

There's a howlin' at my window, I hear him closin' in
That green-eyed jackal's got the scent, knows I'll let him in
He slinks in by me at the fire, more bitter than the cold
And it's a rage as old as Hades, that'll sputter on these coals
And I'm callin' on the Furies, to let the toast begin
I'm roasting on the spit of love again
The spit of love again
I never have believed you, but I stick around for more
Somethin' 'bout that hollow in your eyes, the darkness at the core
But it's got me slowly turnin' and I'm basting on the bone
Well I'm skewered like some drunken fool in juices all my own
Callin' the Furies' carrion choir
Singin' me back upon the pyre
I'm roasting on that spit of love again
Spit of love
You call it what you want, but it's lyin' just the same
There's no mercy in these ashes baby, when your love's a cryin' shame
And they're howlin' in the moonlight baby, they're here to call my bluff
They're wonderin' if there'll ever come a day
When I'll have finally had enough
Well I'm callin' on the Furies to let the toast begin
I'm roasting on the spit of love again
Roasting on that spit of love
Spit of love again, take this baby