Play Nice

I know just what to say But I can't seem to get the words away Every time I ship an atom bomb It comes right back to me Return to sender I know just what to do I need to try and take a hold of you But to choke you or stroke you or stoke what glows in

I'm colder than I was When I leave your house Every night of the summer And I am shorter than I was When I had more friends Than I can count on my fingers I don't want to be here anymore I don't want to be cruel I'm not tired of sleeping on the floor