Drop and roll; repeat line for emphasis.

I’ll repeat it and repeat it until you believe it,

You're gonna be ok! Say it to me!

The answer is still silence; I’ll take it as a maybe.

I can't decide if I should knock down your door or on it.

Say the word and I’ll take an axe to your heart or a pin prick.

Cut right through the dark, let it spill out the contents,

on our knees sorting through the remnants.

Pour out your hate in my hands, I’ll let it slip through my fingers.