Arguments

Quick stabs
Unrelenting lightning jabs
One-liners cut more precise
Deeper
Hit pressure points you can ice later
Damage control
Want to be whole
But sometimes you just have to roll
With spikes in your stomach all day
Think of more hurtful things to say
But don't step out of line
Just tread on it
Then take it back when you've had it
Up to here
And had enough of things to hear
And then sets in the fear
Hurry
Apologize for the quick stabs
You wouldn't really want to lose
What you have