broken glass syndrome halifax i did everything you did to me to you but i m out of ammunition so i ll take these words and fire them into your chest find a new place for them to rest seize up your insides tearing your flesh open up and let them in i ll write your name across the wall with all the blood that spills from my heart break my limbs and stretch my skin until my hands can reach across the floor feel for this pile of broken glass i ll hand you the sharpest one to place it right in my back yeah you did everything to me i did to you this is the last song that you re getting because we re through the only thing that s perfect are the states we put between us because you know i m always writing you postcards just saying how good it feels not to have you here i ll write your name across the wall with all the blood that spills from my heart break my limbs and stretch my skin until my hands can reach across the floor feel for this pile of broken glass i ll hand you the sharpest one to place it right in my back so far so good it takes a miracle you re only half as good as you said for someone to hear me in this well you re halfway decent so far so good it takes a miracle you re only half as good as you said for someone to hear me in this well you re halfway decent so far so good it takes a miracle you re only half as good as you said for someone to hear me in this well you re halfway decent i ll write your name across the wall with all the blood that spills from my heart reach across the floor feel for this pile of broken glass i ll write your name across the wall with all the blood that spills from my heart break my limbs and stretch my skin until my hands can reach across the floor feel for this pile of broken glass i ll hand you the sharpest one to place it right in my back