knives
ran into an ex-love at the grocery store
got a new love on my apartment floor
better buy flowers goin' back for more
feel my head rollin' out the front door
I wake up in the middle of the night
can't sleep, too many things on my mind
go to the bathroom, read a magazine
fiddle with myself, see what that brings
I ask myself what am i doin' here
I ask myself am i doin' all right
thinkin' of knives
