My fingers broke holding the rope that tied me to the past

I choked on every simple syllable I'd stitched into my teeth

Since the bones reset I guess I think about you less

Unless I'm drinking or upset, but honestly that doesn't happen frequently

I'm not even sure why I'm still calling you up

When I know that your phone's been disconnected for months

I guess it's hard to break a habit that reminds you of love

I just needed you to know that I don't miss you at all

And needlework would never hurt, I embellished all that I was worth

With words so passionately birthed by lovers losing hope

But in the end I hated every metaphor we made

Every sickly sentiment that I had sewn into my skin

I'm learning to remove your every suture, every wound is proof

That even love is ruthless

But I survived no thanks to you

In the end I hated all the metaphors we made

Every sickly sentiment that I had sewn into my skin

I'm learning to remove your every suture, every wound is proof

That even love is ruthless

But I survived no thanks to you