The knots in my back, reminder that I'm getting older
It's not bad, blame it on your broken bed
Your roots aren't blonde, a tiny frame against my shoulder
Palindrome; a piece of me, your middle name
How to feel the way I felt before I knew what you know now
A Polaroid; a photo of my father laughing
It doesn't show future pain, what's underneath
I'll sleep where I fall, 4 A.M. I'm up for nothing
Infinite hole inside my head to where you are
How to feel the way you felt before you knew what I know now
How to feel the way you felt before you knew what I know now
The knots in my back, reminder that I'm getting older
It's not bad, blame it on your broken bed
How to feel the way I felt before I knew what you know now
How to feel the way you felt before you knew what I know now