Pointe Shoes

You left your gloves

On my chair

White satin fingers

Still in the air

I traced the seams

Like a map

Every little promise

Came back snapped

We turned so pretty

In the fall

But grace can crack

And take it all

I spun for you

I bled for you

Then hit the floor

Like I was through

Ballet of how love hurts

Ballet of how love hurts

You smile, I fall apart

Right on the mark

Ballet of how love hurts

Ballet of how love hurts

You call my name, I turn

And break in the dark

Your coat still hangs

By the door

Smells like the rain

From the week before

The record skips

On the same old line

And I keep stepping

Out of time

We made it look

So clean, so light

But every lift

Took my whole life

I held the pose

Until it shook

You never saw

What that took

Ballet of how love hurts

Ballet of how love hurts

You smile, I fall apart

Right on the mark

Ballet of how love hurts

Ballet of how love hurts

You call my name, I turn

And break in the dark

No one claps

When it ends

Just the bruise

And the bend

I still hear

Your counting out

One, two, three

Then the lights go out

Ballet of how love hurts

Ballet of how love hurts

You smile, I fall apart

Right on the mark

Ballet of how love hurts

Ballet of how love hurts

I loved you in the burn

And learned where bones can start