Smash my face with broken hammer
Separate my jawbone from my cheek
Cause a mouth like this is fit to cause some
And I don't want you to leave.

Tear apart my inside
And throw away the parts that I don't need
Cause those parts are made of stone
And I don't believe they have a home inside of me.

Well if it's change you want
Then it's change you got
And it's change you want I guess
You'll have to pick the pieces up
and pretend that I still exist.

Fetch the thread and needle
Sow my eyelids shut I can't see out
And you cannot steal a glimpse
Of all the lack of hope that fills me soul with doubt

Or better yet

Well listen miss watch misery
And figure out which tools you'll need to break
The bones in both my ankles
And I promise you'll be thankful when I stay.

Well if it's change you want
Then it's change you've got
And if it's change you want I guess
You'll have to pieces up
And pretend that I still exist

Fetch that hatchet quick son
Let it fly, free my fingertips and ears.
Cause I cannot bear to pick up this phone
And hear your voice so goddamn crystal clear.

Well if it's change you want
Then it's change you've got
And if it's change you want I guess
You'll have to pieces up
And pretend that I still exist

Oh you'll have to pick the pieces up
And pretend...
That I still exist.


Lyrics submitted by fraydphilosophy

November Fight Song song meanings
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