I took a vow of silence. You won't hear me from now on. You'll only see the violence. I put some water into a pot, And brought it to a boil. I poured it on my arm, Without any reflex of recoil. I made sure it would miss my hand, 'Cause I need it to play anything. I thought I would scream, But I didn't feel a thing. Then I took some ice, And the sharpest knife And brought 'em to my room. I sat there thinking of you, And what I ought to do. Then I picked a spot and numbed it up, cause carving can take some time. Then I dug a nail out of my skin. 'Cause in my head. You're in my head. You're in my head. I realized with some urgency, That all this is child's play. I need to learn to speak in a more effective way. But just what is the desired effect? And why had I been stalling? I want you to feel it. Watch me now, I'm calling. Over at the hospital, They will dress my wounds. But they won't really heal, Until they are touched by you. |