Pick a Knife, Any Knife

I got your message when I woke up last night
Scanned it for question marks, then
Decided it was all too much when
I saw the part that said this all meant nothing
Desperately tried to sift through it all
What was left didn’t add up
Now every few nights the dream bursts into flames
Then I wake up coughing up blood, choking on smoke
Time to accept that this is not a hoax
And time to spend another Saturday night at the emergency center
My stomach and my mouth are both on fire
Codeine doesn’t make me half as happy as you did
But it’ll have to do for now
The demons came back to bite and scratch
In ways that are dissipated
But instead they all just laughed
At all the disconnect we’ve created
So numb yourself and I’ll do the exact opposite tonight
If you broke in with a knife tonight
You know, I really wouldn’t mind
If you broke in with a knife tonight
You know, I really wouldn’t mind
If you broke in with a knife tonight
You know, I really wouldn’t mind
If you caved in my fucking skull tonight
You know, I really wouldn’t mind
Because it would hurt less than the way that you’re killing me right now
It would hurt less than the way that you’re killing me right now
It would hurt less than the way that you’re killing me right now
It would be quicker than the way that you’re killing me right now