Текст песни knives

ran into an ex-love at the grocery store got a new love on my apartment floor better buy flowers goin' back for more feel my head rollin' out the front door I wake up in the middle of the night can't sleep, too many things on my mind go to the bathroom, read a magazine fiddle with myself, see what that brings I ask myself what am i doin' here I ask myself am i doin' all right thinkin' of knives