I got you a gift   You didn’t want me to but, I did   Two pairs of scissors   So you and him   Can cut me out of your pictures   Took the back way home   The dirt roads were covered with snow   Because it might be easier to spend   This cold night with an ambulance   Because when I wake up   With two broken legs   The strangers there will tell me it’ll be okay      I want to know   Was it me or was it your cold   You said you couldn’t kiss me   But your eyes read something’s missing   Your notes said you’ve been busy   But your cars been parked out on his street      How many times   Did you lie and say “I love you”   How many times   Did you wish these lips were his   I hate you more than I have ever hated anyone   And I’m still losing sleep over it      You better listen tell him   To keep his distance   I’ll tear the skin off his face   Replace his nails with razorblades   Just so you can see him