There was a teardrop on the inside of her arm
She couldn't tell if it was warm, she couldn't tell if it was cold
It just felt like every other tear from every other storm
Raised skin leaves a scar within and a shame that keeps her ever-feeling
Like she did on that date tacked to the back of her door
The date she gave her word it wouldn't happen anymore
Dream your sweet dreams, little bird, before your demons
Take your wings and you fall to earth
Or is it too late have they found you or were you never alone
Now she knows there's no keeping the poison buried so deep in the ground
For it will always seek the well where the water is drawn
Raised skin leaves a scar within and a shame that keeps her ever-feeling
Like she did on that date tacked to the back of her door
The date she gave her word it wouldn't happen anymore
The date she gave her word it wouldn't happen anymore
