It's a violent game I didn't want to play But you got me in the ring And pulling down the shades It's a violent shape You're getting me to make But you let me off the leash And I make it anyway It's a violent word You throw into the herd Let the letters off the leash And watch the crowd turn It's the quietest way To let a man break By turning up the heat And locking up the gate When you make a gift like this What do you want me to do What do you want me to make with it I've been loosening my grip Giving into the itch Feeling it at my fingertips In the morning, nothing fits Watch the water rushing over the edges