threat

You broke the sharp part off your pen And scratched my name into your arm And in the bathroom took a picture of it next to your dad's gun And Alexandra made me promise I'd tell her if you made a threat But I don't think you knew the difference When you cradled me and said "No one's gonna love you like I do, like I do" "No one's gonna love you like I do" Like I do, like I do, like I do, like I do