I stitch i sew i work i glue
I put us back together.
I know the tricks to make things fit
And your skin will be my leather.
How i want us to blindly trust
Those seams that i mend.
Steel coated twine will make you mine
But scrape my thin-skinned hands.
How i want love to be a blueprint of
A feelgood movie, a happy song.
But i pinned your tongue to your sandpaper lungs
And you can't sing along.
I fall i ache i grow i break i play the stubborn part
And i'll arrange your limbs, your face
To watch me mend our hearts.
I think i'm fine. A stitch in time saves nine.