I.b.too - Iamthemorning

you, there

under my fingers,

you, there

under my cold touch

i used to believe you

i used to believe in you

you used to believe in me

but you destroy everything you touch

Time heals wounds on your arms

but it won’t heal our hearts

For every wound on your wrist

there’s a place in your heart

a special vulnerable place to hurt,

to cut

cut

you, there

under my fingers,

you, there

under my cold touch

i used to believe you

i used to believe in you

you, there

under my fingers,

you

under the trail of dust

you fill my heart with disgust

so run for your life so fast

cause you destroy everything

you destroy everything you touch

If time tears us apart,

then it is time to start

For every wound on your wrist

there’s a place in your heart

a special vulnerable place to hurt,

to cut