Heathers - Moose lyrics

I have nothing more to say to you, Open your eyes, Open your mind, And maybe then I'll consider conversing again Open your eyes, Open your mind. There's nothing I can give to you, You'll take it as it is, and turn it into a tragedy. There's no point trying to talk to me, words of gla** will only cut my skin, And there's no room for scars here. Words of gla** will only cut my skin. Pick up a thorn and frame it, so one day you will realise, your speech is a privilege. Loose it one day, and you will regret it. Can you hear them scream?