| Watch me cut my tongue out of my mouth, because I love you
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| No more stupid words can leak out
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| I walk around my house in my bare feet and dead silence
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| And listen to the stairs squeak
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| Bumping around, the lights off, in the dark
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| In my silverware drawer where I’m feeling knives and forks
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| I get the sharpest utensil I can find
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| Or maybe just a pencil to grind
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| Lead poisoning in my mouth
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| But any thing I can find is to cut my tongue out
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| So I could stop all the stupid things I say
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| And music will probably change my wicked ways
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| Smile with my blood stained teeth
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| Just talk with my hands when it’s time to scream
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| A butter knife, started sawing at my gums
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| Chewing on some stainless steel
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| Till my mouth gets num
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| And then, and then…
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| I take a jab at my tonsils, the center consol
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| Now I’m spitting out chipped teeth no relief
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| Will this chill me, to stop those lives I mislead
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| I let the world watch my mouth bleed
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| Now I cut my tounge, it’s only hanging by a little piece of meat
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| But I try not to wake my family when there asleep
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| I get some rusty scissors and now I’m trying to cut this thing out
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| It’s like the bad it’s always curios about the good
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| And there’s no doubt that the cured it’s always curious about the bad
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| Still trying to cut my tounge out
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| With every cut I try not to wake my daughter up
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| I’ll end up a babbling idiot with my lips sown up
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| Haven’t found a way to kill me yet
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| Or take this animal away to the vet
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| They come from far to spit on me
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| And all this time the good stays curious but the bad stays furious
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| Cut my tounge out. |
| but by this time I’m dizzy and nauseous
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| Slitting with a knife as obviously cautious
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| Kitchen tile now it’s all full of spit and blood
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| See, but I try not to slip
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| Away I creep back the stairs and go to sleep
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| I wash the blood of my face and lay my head on my pillow case
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| I’ve succeeded
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| Watch me cut my tounge out of my mouth because I love you
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| So no more stupid words leak out, no one above you
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| I will never amount to nothing if I can speak
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| It’s tounge and cheek, it’s tounge and cheek |