She

What she would like to do, is get you out of her head
She's tried every trick, she's so sick of thinking about it
What's so special about you, you're an ache she's learned to crave
You're a blade too dull to raiseBut she cuts herself on you every night
She's just dying to lay down the knifeWhat she would love to do is get you out of her bed
She's played it over and over and over in her head
But she cuts herself on you every night
She's just dying to lay down the knifeShe clings to what's familiar
She thinks a change would kill herWhat she ought to do is put a gun to your head
For all the things you said and did
But what she will not do is let you go before you're gone
It's everything that's ever been wrong but it's all she's ever knownSo she cuts herself on you every night
She's just dyin' to lay down her lifeWhat she would like to do, is get you out of her head