You've been pretty since the day that you were born So the roots of your beautiful hair Drew all the water that your body could hold So when your soul needed water, no water was there. You she'd words like so much dead skin They gather up like dust against walls They kick up when someone comes in So when they're looking for something they find nothing at all. Hold your goddamn tongue
You forget yourself. How could I be the one If you're wrapped round someone else? And I really don't know which feels worse To be a fool or be with a liar. I just know that heart once soaked and cursed Is that much harder to set on fire. And I won't let this die Until I've seen you cry A single tear to show There's water in your soul.