Text: You Vandal. Stories You Can't Share. Screwdriver.

It's dark inside your room tonight
But not as dark as what just went on outside
I started to rethink having far too much to drink
When I saw him with you up against that wall
I wanted to lock myself in that bathroom stall
A radical evening curled up in a ball and died

I had a really nice time tonight
Why can't things ever just turn out right?
I had a really nice time tonight
Why can't things ever just turn out my way?

I dreamed I stared outside my window
And I saw him hurting you
You screamed but I could barely hear you
There was nothing I could do
But make an anxious mess
Wake a nervous wreck
I'll do right by you when I'm at your place next
You're taking back this screwdriver so I
Can watch you stab it through his neck