“Sylvia”, The Antlers about the writer Sylvia Plath.

Sylvia, get your head out of the oven
Go back to screaming and cursing
Remind me again how everyone betrayed you
Sylvia, get your head out of the covers
Let me take your temperature
You can throw the thermometer right back at me
If that’s what you want to do, okay?

Please, please calm down
Steady out, I’m terrified
Sorry, I want us to ally
But you swing on little knives
They’re only sharp on one side