Text: Fugazi. Rend It.

Why don't you come to my house
Why don't you drag me right out
Past all the shit that i said i'm saying
Why don't you cut up my mouth
And i don't care what you use
Just don't ask me to choose
I forced a field to allow you
That's not so easy to do

I said I said what I said I want you to help me
Surrender rend it it's yours
Out in the open
We're wide open
Surrender rend it it's yours
(he says something right here i cant make it out....HELP!)
Surrender rend it it's yours
out in the open
we're wide open

Surrender rend it it's yours

Night light comes into my room
Some shade of bruise-colored blue
Moves through my mind like a chemical
Imbalance on schedule
My tasting face to the floor
Passive abject i'm sure
I lick my lips when I need it
Don't want to lick them no more
My love song went wrong