It's a violent game
I didn't want to play
But you got me in the ring
And pulling down the shades
It's a violent shape
You're getting me to make
But you let me off the leash
And I make it anyway
It's a violent word
You throw into the herd
Let the letters off the leash
And watch the crowd turn
It's the quietest way
To let a man break
By turning up the heat
And locking up the gate
When you make a gift like this
What do you want me to do
What do you want me to make with it
I've been loosening my grip
Giving into the itch
Feeling it at my fingertips
In the morning, nothing fits
Watch the water rushing over the edges
