Knife Going in - Tegan and Sara
If I don't recover, sell this house and find something lost outside your window
On the night I die I swear I'll sleep outside your window
I feel the knife going in, I'm feeling anxious
Not enough to kill me
I thought it'd happen fast
But I'm feeling it now and I feel anxious
Sleeping inches from me, I let it pass
Emy should I stop?
Do you think I'll make it to the morning if it's written?
Stitch it up
The kind of song I know cause mother, sister, lover worry