Could You Tell?

Mother
Today I did the cleaning
Went farther without asking you to stop by
Blinking could kill in a field of mines
And I can't stand the thought you'd see me crying again
I'm not scared of lighting cream white candles anymore
Just like I've become bad at keeping score
Of the times I hurt trying
Father
You never did the talking
Observing, drifting, standing quiet
Always thought you couldn't bear strong ties
Now I realise how it's all my lies
I told you I was fine
When you could see the water dripping from the ceiling fan
At times I forced myself to eat
In order to be able to mope puddles up again
Breaking through the bottomless illusion of persistence
The more I tried, the less you'd believe
Mother, my view is spinning
Eighty-five degrees to the left
My knees, my shoulders weaken
Take me back to when I was whole
Before my head broke my heart in the bedroom
Before my head broke my heart in the bedroom
Lies
I told you I was fine
When you could see the water dripping from the ceiling fan
At times I forced myself to eat
In order to be able to mope puddles up again
Breaking through the bottomless illusion of persistence
The more I tried, the less you'd believe
In some ways we are even



Credits
Writer(s): Jan Kerscher, Elena Steri
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