I'll murder love with these hands
Drown all the hope in this world
With a broken voices song
I'd like to kill them all,
Each and every one of you,
I hate every beautiful perfect moment
I'm not able to spend with you.
I'm finding it hard to concentrate
Slicing out this heart,
Ripping it from this rigid body,
Tearing it apart,
As I dissect the words you spoke to me,
They pour onto the table,
"Doctor! Help me!" it screams,
But I don't know what I'm doing
I'm afraid to operate
To mend you back together
What if I fail? What if I can't?
Too many outcomes play out
That I don't have the courage,
The control, or the will to watch,
I don't know what you want me to do...
