Broken Glass Syndrome

I did everything you did to me, to you
 But I'm outta ammunition
 So, I'll take these words and fire them into your chest
 Find a new place for them to rest
 Seize up your insides, tearing your flesh
 Open up and let them in
 I'll write your name across the wall
 With all the blood that spills from my heart
 Break my limbs and stretch my skin
 Until my hands can
 Reach across the floor
 Feel for this pile of broken glass
 I'll hand you the sharpest one
 To place it right in my back, yeah
 You did everything to me, I did to you
 This is the last song that you're getting 'cause we're through
 The only thing that's perfect
 Are the states we put between us
 Because you know I'm always writing you postcards just saying
 How good it feels, not to have you here
 I'll write your name across the wall
 With all the blood that spills from my heart
 Break my limbs and stretch my skin
 Until my hands can
 Reach across the floor
 Feel for this pile of broken glass
 I'll hand you the sharpest one
 To place it right in my back
 So far, so good
 It takes a miracle
 You're only half as good as you said
 For someone to hear me in this well
 You're halfway decent
 So far, so good
 It takes a miracle
 You're only half as good as you said
 For someone to hear me in this well
 You're halfway decent
 So far, so good
 It takes a miracle
 You're only half as good as you said
 For someone to hear me in this well
 You're halfway decent
 I'll write your name across the wall (name across the wall...)
 With all the blood that spills from my heart (spills from my heart...)
 Reach across the floor (reach across the floor...)
 And feel for
 This pile of broken glass
 I'll write your name across the wall
 With all the blood that spills from my heart
 Break my limbs and stretch my skin
 Until my hands can
 Reach across the floor
 Feel for this pile of broken glass
 I'll hand you the sharpest one
 To place it right in my back