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My jaw has a twitch like I've been worrying too much
Like I've been worrying right down to my gums
It's a wonder how I make it through the night
And when I don't, I just sit counting cracks and peeling paint
Trying to strip away the face this year has made
It's a wonder how I make it to the light

Her voice has a tone, like patience running low
Pulling tight, breaking fast, and letting go
It's a chore just to make it to the fight
So instead we wear thin, counting cracks and pinning sins
Posting scores before the bout even beings
It's a wonder how we ever got it right

Here I go, limb from limb, lung to lung, and teeth to tongue
Biting down before the words begin to run
Some things never need to see the light
So instead I just sit, counting cracks and peeling paint
Trying to see if there's something left to save
Some things you never can get right



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Writer(s): Kathleen Buchanan
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