Say what’d you say to me.    Your razor tongue cuts paper hearts.    And this isn’t the last time I’ll scream her name.    I’ll look into your window.    Stare at my reflection.    Run a rake across my ribs.    Make a garden where you can live.    Your life the way you want to.    I hope you end up with scar tissue all over your back.    I’ll drill my ear drums out so I can’t hear her voice.    Build up my admiration.    And light fireflies in your direction.    Pull the trigger make the pain go faster.    Push the drill that’s your job.    Tonight we dance.    I’ll drill my eardrums out so I can’t hear her voice.    Tonight.