I don't want to be cut open My skin is not scalpel ready Are you more of a man When you know that you can But I don't want to be cut open I don't want to be cut open Would you take a knife to origami And if paper could right itself In time I might 'Till then I don't want to be cut open I won't fight myself again I won't take away my only friend I won't fight myself away But the caption is full And it's nearing the end I don't want to be cut open My skin is not shrapnel empty Though you might think that you see what you will You may have many spaces to fill Maybe take the knife to your heart instead Extract the mess Leave that old friend back where you had left