Machete

I have never liked the box of knives
 You said was a paradox because you're kind
 But withstood a childhood that robbed you blind
 Of love that was safe and so you learned to fight
 I have never liked the box of knives
 You said was a paradox because you're kind
 But withstood a childhood that robbed you blind
 Of love that was safe and so you learned to fight
 I have never liked the box of knives
 You said was a paradox because you're kind
 But withstood a childhood that robbed you blind
 Of love that was safe and so you learned to fight
 What do I do with this stuff?
 It seems like yesterday I called you up
 I had a terrible case of the past
 I didn't know how to get it off
 I didn't know how to get it off
 And you took your machete
 And you sliced through the vines that wrapped around me
 And you said, "I don't know what I'm doing
 So I'll just keep on cutting
 It's worth a little blood to get your hands free"
 I have never liked the box of knives
 You said was a paradox because you're kind
 But withstood a childhood that robbed you blind
 Of love that was safe and so you learned to fight
 I have never liked the box of knives
 You said was a paradox because you're kind
 But withstood a childhood that robbed you blind
 Of love that was safe and so you learned to fight
 What do I do with this stuff?
 It seems like yesterday I was in love
 I kept of covering the soft parts up
 I didn't know how to get them off
 I didn't know how to get them off
 And you took your machete
 And you hacked through the woods in the surrounding
 And you said, "I don't know where I'm going
 I just know that i'm heading from
 The dead things piling up behind me"
 And you took your machete
 And you carved out a path to my chest and you said
 See
 There's nothing not worth keeping
 You've felt so many beatings
 But nothing's gonna work if you believe me
 Nothing's gonna work if you believe me
 I have never liked the box of knives
 You said was a paradox because you're kind
 But withstood a childhood that robbed you blind
 Of love that was safe and so you learned to fight
 I have never liked the box of knives
 You said was a paradox because you're kind
 But withstood a childhood that robbed you blind
 Of love that was safe and so you learned to fight
 I have never liked the box of knives
 I took it to the oceanside the day you died
 I stood out on the dock, no matter how hard I tried
 I couldn't drop them in and I collapsed and cried
 What do I do with this stuff?
 It seems like yesterday you were alive
 And it's as if you never really died
 And it's as if you never really died
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 And you took your machete
 You said: Boo, guess who
 But seriously, beauty
 You said: See
 You get the drill now, don't you?
 It's not a will or won't
 You can't keep making symbols out of nothing
 So I took your machete
 And I sliced off your head and you laughed
 And you said: see
 It's just like anti-matter
 It's Dumbo's magic feather
 You don't need me here to cut you
 You don't need me here to cut you
 You don't need me here to cut you
 You don't need me here to cut you free