The Knife

Driving down the interstate Rain falling down my windowpane I wish you would give me something to shut up Searching for a saving grace Calling out in God's name My throats getting sore My voice is gone Thought if you loved me hard enough And if you loved me long enough I might begin to feel But by round three I've given up Choking half of my tears up I feel nothing and everything So drive me into the ground And cover me up I've had enough You wash your hands when you're done with me But your cuts they always bleed I'm handing over the knife I swear I'm really done this time Underestimate You're over me Counting the days I count to three Sprawled out on your floor And sometimes I cry myself to sleep And think about the boxes I keep Opening like a sore So drive me into the ground And cover me up I've had enough You wash your hands when you're done with me But your cuts they always bleed I'm handing over the knife I swear I'm really done this time And if I had some decency I wouldn't let you torture me I just wanna cry in your arms I want you to come rescue me I'll bite my tongue before I say something Stupid like I miss you so much And all my hope I threw up Face down in my bathtub I come to you in bandages Hoping you'll unravel them These days I feel like I'm stuck The penny you spend to buy your luck I'm just a currency you use To get away with me