i’m closing up, i’m shutting down, 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’d miss my hand,
’cause i need it to play in a band.
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 your name out of my skin, ’cause in my head, you’re in my… mind
wo! 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 have 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’re touched by you.