Fist

I've been cooking dinner

Hoping you'll forgive me

For not wanting to swallow you

You feign no offence and then you give me my space

Oh, how I hate when you follow through

You've been losing weight like you said you wanted to

But now I miss your old molecules

I say that I'll starve myself until I disappear

And you tell me that I frighten you

This rage, this rage

Is my inheritance

I don't like it when you watch me

Won't you take your eyes off me

Before I scream

I've been cooking dinner

Hoping you'll forgive me

For not wanting to swallow you

Open up a window, I froze up and forgot

Now there's smoke in the living room

I got too drunk couldn't drive myself down the hill

It was two boys from high school

I punch myself in the face with my own little fist

Then I collapse into you

This rage, this rage

Is my inheritance

I don't like it when you watch me

Won't you take your eyes off me

Before I, I, I

I, I, I

I, I, I scream

I

I punch myself in the face with my own little fist

I punch myself in the face with my own little fist

I punch myself in the face with my own little fist

I punch myself in the face

I punch myself in the face with my own little fist

Then I collapse into you

I punch myself in the face with my own little fist

Then I collapse into you

I punch myself in the face with my own little fist

Then I collapse into you