The Bandage and the Blade

Verse 1

I thought the silence was a virtue, thought the temper was a storm

Just a byproduct of keeping all your jagged edges warm.

I didn't know the way you spoke was carving out my name

Until the dirt was settled and I’m the one who feels the shame.

Chorus

You were an anchor made of syrup

sweet until I tried to float

I was swimming for the both of us with your fingers on my throat.

Now the needles and the bottles are all gathered in a shed

And I’m just learning how you hurt me now that you are finally dead.

Verse 2

The neighbors saw a victim who just stumbled through the dark

I saw the way you used my heart to catch a dying spark.

You loved me like a hostage, kept me small to keep me near

This sadness is just the realization

I’m no longer living in fear.

Chorus

You were a house on fire, and I was locked inside the hall

I spent my young years catching you just to watch you let me fall.

Now the medicine is quiet and the bottles finally shed

But you're still screaming in my ears even though you’re dead.

Bridge

Cold floor. (mmm)

Small rooms.

Your spit.

My wounds.

I was your bandage

You were my blade

Look at the mess...

That you made.

Outro

The house is quiet, the air is clean

I’m finally seeing what a mother is supposed to be.

You’re gone, and the debt is paid

But I’m still sleeping in the wreckage that you made.