Wounded - Emily Haines & The Soft Skeleton

Every time I wear this dress

I’m back to the way I was when we met

Every time a little less

I’m not like before, hey

When you go to London next

Remember the way I was

Caught up in a useless test

That nobody grades so I never got what I thought I deserved

Girl, you got a wounded look

Give it a rest

Lay your weapon down beside my bed

Isn’t it behind you yet?

It’s not like before, hey

All abandoned hopes I have

With a best case escape plan

I remember your descent

And the only way to land

Is to crash and burn

What we do is grotesque

The pleasure we get, filling up a poison well of revenge

Every time I wear this dress

I’m back to the way I was when we met

Every time a little less

I’m not like before, hey

That’s what we all say

That’s what we all say

I remember your descent

And the only way to land

Is to crash and burn