Paper Cut

You bummed me in the alley outside Oh, put me out like a cigarette You spend your waking hours in Oh, disbelief of your selfishness Hey, all the shit you did Starts to fill your head When you go to bed Maybe you're worried you might get A little paper cut on my suicide letter You know i don't give a f*ck How many psychology books that you've read so far Or how much acid You've licked. If you're still like this, it didn't do shit Maybe try more of those hits Instead of the literal ones you give your boyfriend