Cuts

What you do hurts me
Like squeezing lemon juice into paper cuts
Or being chinned with a rifle butt
I wouldn't know how that feels but it looks like it hurts

And I know worse things happen on land and sea
Everyday, I hear the wanker of an anchor say
But I can't play it out in my mind that way at least not today

Maybe I should say nothing, nothing, nothing and shut up
They tell you to say nothing, nothing and shut up
Everyone seems to say nothing, nothing and shut up
But I won't not say that no more, nothing and shut up
Seems I've spent my whole life saying nothing, nothing and shut up
A badge of honour saying nothing, nothing and shut up
But I can't won't don't want to shan't shut up no more

I know I'm writing this in the present tense
But it just drifted off into the past so hence
I'll repeat myself again

And I know worse things happen on land and sea everyday, I hear the wanker of an anchor say
But I can't play it out in my mind that way at least not today

Tired of saying nothing, nothing and shut up
Tired of saying nothing, nothing and shut up
It's not the time to say nothing, nothing and shut up no not no more!