There Is Nothing I Can Do

The Organ

My neck hurts, ' cause i've been cutting moons
My hands hurt, ' cause i cut them from you

So someone snuck into your room
And it got back to me
Now, i lie here in my room
And there is nothing i can do
But cut and think about you

Escrita por: Katie Sketch, Debora Cohen, Jenny Smyth, Sarah Efron, Shelby Stocks