I wanna cut your hair with a butter knife I wanna tie a little piece of it up with Barbed wire and my bare hands I wanna leave a tail of it bloodied and tangled on your doormat in February In February, In a blizzard, In my underwear. I wanna scream your name out loud enough That all your neighbors turn their lights on And get up to quiet the dogs I wanna lay down in the frozen traffic while you plead with me from your open second story window to just “please, come inside” I wanna throw a space heater through your living room wall And wake your roommate up off the couch I wanna break every dish in the house I wanna crawl and tear and kick at your locked door I wanna give into a pool of tears on the hallway floor I wanna find a key under the floorboard I wanna crawl into the cold little space of bed You used to leave open for me I wanna freeze I wanna go numb, wanna not feel my knees pull into my chest, Shrink myself up, digestible thing just for you I wanna wake up to your teeth grazing my ear I wanna hear you say that you wanna scream Just as loudly as I do.