Please take your knife out of my back,
And when you do, please don’t twist it.
I felt the stab in my blindside,
The poisoned blade to paralyze,
The cost of cash and energy to advertise no longer think,
So, please take your knife out of my back,
And when you do, please don’t twist it.
Fuck off out of my face.
You take up too much space.
Move! You’re blocking my view.
I’ve seen far too much of you.
So, ...
Please take your knife out of my back,
And when you do, please don’t twist it.
I won’t hear another word or another sugared lie.
I won’t be a part of your latest alibi.
So, please take your knife out of my back,
And when you do, please don’t twist it.
Fuck off out of my face.
You take up too much space.
Move! You’re blocking my view.
I’ve seen far too much of you.
So, ...
Please take your knife out of my back.
Fuck off out of my face.
You take up too much space.
Move! You’re blocking my view.
I’ve seen far too much of you.
So.
