Holiday

When I go down to the shore You can't make me stay against my will There are laws in place to fit that bill Did I leave you with more than you had bargained for Dagger in my side holding the blood inside Inside, inside, inside Inside of me Sing the songs you gave to me In defeat, I'll give you the key Seek relief in falsities In this light, you wave sweetly to me, to me Scar tissue, sometimes I still miss you Sometimes I still miss you Scar tissue something to cry into (Sometimes I still miss you) Something to cry into When I give in and let you lay me down I won't forget the methods you used to get me to the ground There are laws I can trace in the dust on your walls And I know you still see the faintest lines Used to let the mice run over your face And the moths alight on our tongues Clutter the lungs Cut the parts you don't understand out With a blunted blade And let it all fade Let it all fade Fade Judge me wrong or judge me right The restless court simply won't abide Don't give up until you die Maybe life's an oversight Kiss me until it's dark outside Don't let me lose my nerve Before the wicks burn down All the rushing thoughts and sighs Wonder if they're still stuck in your side Like thorns sunk into my eyes Lover's words like bloated bodies turned in the tide Sea's cold breeze Sometimes I still miss you