Blowtorch

I hope

You don't know what went wrong

'cause if you did

You'd surely stab me dead

I hope

You don't think it was all my fault

But if you do

I guess that doesn't matter much anyway

But it's not like I expected

All the people I respected

To come tumbling

Down on top of me

And acting like I'm joking

So you can't tell me

I've been choking

On every word I've ever tried to say to you

It's not that I intended

This welcome that I have extended

To be revoked in spite of me

In spite of me

In spite of me

I hope

You don't think less of me

But if you do

It wouldn't shock me too much

I hide myself inside of a plastic bag

'cause at least that way

You won't have to see my ugly face

But I'm not afraid of losing

All these atoms I've been fusing

With the blowtorch that you gave me

And can't you see I'm bending

From the wooden postcards that you've been sending

Just break my back

It's easier

And you think I'm broken

From the family fun token

And she gave to me

But it's rusting in my hands

The token is rusting in my hands

The token is rusting in my hands

The token is rusting in my hands

The token is rusting in my hands

The token is rusting in my hands

The token is rusting in my hands

The token is rusting in my

Rusting in my hands

And I'm putty in your hands

It's rusting in my hands

It's rusting in my hands

So take it away from me

Just get it away from me

Take this away from me

Before, before, before I am