I got you a gift
You didn’t want me to but, I did
Two pairs of scissors
So you and him
Can cut me out of your pictures
Took the back way home
The dirt roads were covered with snow
Because it might be easier to spend
This cold night with an ambulance
Because when I wake up
With two broken legs
The strangers there will tell me it’ll be okay

I want to know
Was it me or was it your cold
You said you couldn’t kiss me
But your eyes read something’s missing
Your notes said you’ve been busy
But your cars been parked out on his street

How many times
Did you lie and say “I love you”
How many times
Did you wish these lips were his
I hate you more than I have ever hated anyone
And I’m still losing sleep over it

You better listen tell him
To keep his distance
I’ll tear the skin off his face
Replace his nails with razorblades
Just so you can see him