clearing out the clutter
in the back of your mind
kissing all the bruises
that run up your spine
tracing constellation
through the freckles on your skin
hanging round for someday
though it’ll never begin

cutting through the lines
in the palm of your hand
marks left on your neck
holding you in my command
tell me kiss and make up
before things get too bad
don’t let me make the tears come
i know you get so sad

i think i’m getting lost
in the recess of my mind
i can’t seem to find you
but i can’t be left behind
i think i’m getting lost
in the moments of my life
please don’t make me hurt you
make me put away the knife

patching up the weak spots
on your alcoholic heart
kissing all the hurt places
that tear you apart
trying just my damnedest
to fix you up myself
hiding all the sorrows
in bottles on the shelf

i think i’m getting lost
in the recess of my mind
i can’t seem to find you
but i can’t be left behind
i think i’m getting lost
in the moments of my life
please don’t make me hurt you
make me put away the knife

I say tell them it’s my fault
I can’t keep in control
i say tell them my fault
im the reason for the blows
i'll say that I’m to blame
for loving you that way
I'll say that im to blame
and I’ll cry away my days

packing up your things
in a neatly folded stack
crying and yelling telling him
i won’t come back
begging for forgiveness,
though sorry just won’t do
healing all the bruises
by finally leaving you

i think i’m getting lost
in the recess of my mind
i can’t seem to find you
but i can’t be left behind
i think i’m getting lost
in the moments of my life
please don’t make me hurt you
make me put away the knife