Mar 06, 2005 12:19
there's a hole in my hand
it's the size of a marigold
and through it I see
all the lies that she told
there's a girl in my head
what she wants more than anything
is for me to keep her
from getting too cold
but there's nothing left to hold
she'd stand by my side
sticking tiny needles in my eyes
so everything I see would bleed
and looking at her always hurt me
there's a hole in my hand
from my palm to my fingernail
and through it I see
a skyline filled with hail
there's a girl in my head
and she took away everything
and left me for dead
in her said fairy tale
there's no more air to inhale
she'd stand by my side
sticking tiny needles in my eyes
so everything I see would bleed
and looking at her always hurt me
there's a hole in my hand
it's the depth of a bullet wound
and through it I see
this is not a cartoon
there's a girl in my head
and now she's with another man
she still sends me letters
and calls hurting, too
I almost say, "I love you"
she'd stand by my side
sticking tiny needles in my eyes
so everything I see would bleed
and looking at her always hurt me
oh, God, it hurts
to think about her
we used to be so happy
we used to be...
but we came out at the seams
these stones and sticks
a thousand tiny pin pricks...