Boxcutter Baby lyrics

You're in my head like a boxcutter, baby Are you here to prove all those schoolboys right? Every afternoon I contemplated the knife The sick fact I want to be some lost little boy's good Christian wife? Does your violence want me? Could your right side love me? How I live and I make believe I want to live and to make believe Your silence provides a white blanket For me to tear and spit on 'Cause before you know You're in my head like a boxcutter (baby) And I want you here to prove all those schoolboys right Give me an excuse Give me the knife Sick fact Lost little good Christian wife