Your Knife, My Back

Your Knife, My Back - Kids In The Way

Your words are shallow and dull against my skin

Their cold bitter edge cuts deeper within

I don't appreciate the words you say

Behind my back but it's OK

I'm not one for getting mad

I don't need apologies

I don't fall for sympathy

You can't win me back

This will be the last time

I'm kissing you good-bye

You left me with a scar across my back

These stones are breaking

My bones as they crush me

Your careless remarks

Left me here to bleed

I don't appreciate the games

You play without regret but it's OK

I'm not one for getting mad

I don't need apologies

I don't fall for sympathy

You can't win me back

This will be the last time

I'm kissing you good-bye

You left me with a scar across my back

Your knife my back

I don't need apologies

I don't fall for sympathy

You can't win me back

This will be the last time

I'm kissing you good-bye

You left me with a scar across my back

Your knife my back

Your knife my back

Your knife my back

You left me with a scar across my back