WITHOUT A WARNING 

She’ll take a knife to love

When it’s unbearable

Shape it into something terrible

So I don’t raise my voice

Prematurely

Or else too late will come too early

But 

Without a warning

She’ll bring the stuff that hurts

Without a warning

We’ll go from bad to worse

Love, when it begins

Is mostly about lying

So she returns to that now that it’s dying

She’ll watch as my wounds

Bleed in silence

And drink the warm remains of violence 

Without a warning

She’ll bring the stuff that hurts

Without a warning

We’ll go from bad to worse

The things she looked for

She’ll never find

Cause I’m the spitting image of herself

Without a warning

She’ll bring the stuff that hurts

Without a warning

We’ll go from bad to worse

Without a warning

She’ll bring the stuff that hurts

Without a warning

We’ll go from bad to worse