What she would like to do

Is get you out of her head

She's tried every trick

She's so sick of thinking about it



What's so special about you

You're an ache she's learned to crave

You're a blade too dull to raise



But she cuts herself

On you every night

She's just dying

To lay down the knife



What she would love to do

Is get you out of her bed

She's played it over and over and over

In her head



But she cuts herself

On you every night

She's just dying

To lay down the knife



She clings to what's familiar

She thinks a change would kill her



What she ought to do

Is put a gun to your head

For all the things you said and did



But what she will not do

Is let you go before you're gone

It's everything that's ever been wrong

But it's all she's ever known



So she cuts herself on you every night

She's just dyin' to lay down her life