I´m placing a call
It´s a 1800 number I look up on my phone
Stranger answers with a borrowed tone
Say "Hello, I´ve been wondering what
My scissors can cut

Besides my hair and this childish note"
Wondered if I´d even feel it all
Wondered if I should have even made this call

And if I took apart myself
And every piece of me was all laid out
I don´t think I´d like what I saw
And if I threw a lighted match
Atop this mountain of filth and mess
I don´t think I´d miss what burned off
No, I don´t think I´d miss what burned off

And I wanna go
I wanna hurt enough that makes it real enough
That makes it understandable
And I know that I can´t live like this
But what if there´s times that I don´t want to live at all

And if I took apart myself
And every piece of me was all laid out
I don´t think I´d like what I saw
And if I threw a lighted match
Atop this mountain of filth and mess
I don´t think I´d miss what burned off
No, I don´t think that I´d miss what burned off

And I catch myself again by the yellow light
Beating fluorescent
And I unclench my jaw
And I speak into the phone, say
"I don´t wanna die, just don´t wanna be alone"
And I always see-saw

From good to bad and worst to fine
The things I try to justify

Never seem to stay that long
Good to bad and worse to good
And maybe every step I took was the wrong one after all

I wanna take apart myself
And get every piece of me all laid out
And watch the bad things fall
And if you saw what I did
Would you be amazed or disgusted
And want to watch it burn off?
Do you want to watch it burn off?
I want to watch it all burn off

Good to bad and worse to fine
The things I try to justify never seem to stay that long
Good to bad and worse to good

And maybe every step I took was the wrong one after all