Wrapped like a mummy

Under the white bed

Your hair brown leaves

Out the top of your head

Little dog stirs make

Sure you weren't dead

All in time and suddenly

Would’ve been six

But we made it to five

The worst kind of crash

Someone could survive

Keep dreaming of you

Young kids, and new wife

All in time and suddenly

I never could explain myself

The hurt that I feel

The hurt that I cause

And when I turn to face myself

Is hurt that I feel

And hurt that I cause

I'm the oldest of five

The first to be torn

In your mother's eyes

You were the firstborn

Just seventeen

When I said I’d be yours

With all my might and without course

Those arms came swinging

As if from the black

Learned to shift your weight

Away from glass

'Til you got tall enough

To start hitting him back

All in time and suddenly

You always could explain yourself

The hurt that you feel

The hurt that you cause

And never turned to face yourself

The hurt that you feel

The hurt that you cause

The hurt that you cause

Some days my arm

Just won't lift the phone

Keep saying the words

'Til they're part of my bones

Like a backwards prayer

Or a gentle command

Some days I hate you so much

I want you back

Can only hold what's mine

And you what is yours

Is that the origin

Meaning of divorce?

To separate yourself

Or shatter into form

Some days you fall away with little force

All in time and suddenly

All in time and suddenly

All in time and suddenly