Put the Hurt on Em Songtext

I could sit, I could simmer
Trade the switch for a dimmer
Until the word starts to splinter
From the frame

Tip the back of the bottle
Know the make and the model
Until your knees start to knobble
And feel ashamed

Think I might need a runner
From the rush and the wonder
Something thick to get under
That knows my name
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