Hired for Healing
It's been a year since you last had any resemblance of a heart
I've died a thousand times before honey
This ain't a brand new start
You said the phoenix rises from the ashes
But the fire ain't fertile no
And I'm growing old
Flashback to childhood screams
I know you'd do anything to leave
T-shirts and sneakers growing small
Started curling up your feet
You said the city let you be someone
But I don't know you now
Not in a crowd
Guess I know that it's not so bad
If your old scabs still rattle around my ribs
At least it shows that lost skin grows back
Once upon a time it did
These days I wouldn't count on it
And I am tired of feeling like I am hired for healing
I am tired of feeling like I'm just hired for your healing
It's been a week since your mom called
To ask me where the hell you've been
Another night out at the bar
Resurrecting your past sins
You said you're running out of patience
But I'm the one that's waiting
And I'm not staying
When you're so sick
Automatic
All your old tricks pour ice into my blood
This body cautiously copies
You get cut and I bandage myself back up
And I am tired of feeling like I'm just hired for healing
I'm just tired of feeling like I'm just hired for your healing
Pull out the stitches
Pull out the stitches
I'm not hired for your healing
Pull out the stitches
Pull out the stitches
I'm not hired for your healing
And I am tired of feeling like I was hired for healing
I'm just tired of feeling like I'm just hired for your healing
I've died a thousand times before honey
This ain't a brand new start
You said the phoenix rises from the ashes
But the fire ain't fertile no
And I'm growing old
Flashback to childhood screams
I know you'd do anything to leave
T-shirts and sneakers growing small
Started curling up your feet
You said the city let you be someone
But I don't know you now
Not in a crowd
Guess I know that it's not so bad
If your old scabs still rattle around my ribs
At least it shows that lost skin grows back
Once upon a time it did
These days I wouldn't count on it
And I am tired of feeling like I am hired for healing
I am tired of feeling like I'm just hired for your healing
It's been a week since your mom called
To ask me where the hell you've been
Another night out at the bar
Resurrecting your past sins
You said you're running out of patience
But I'm the one that's waiting
And I'm not staying
When you're so sick
Automatic
All your old tricks pour ice into my blood
This body cautiously copies
You get cut and I bandage myself back up
And I am tired of feeling like I'm just hired for healing
I'm just tired of feeling like I'm just hired for your healing
Pull out the stitches
Pull out the stitches
I'm not hired for your healing
Pull out the stitches
Pull out the stitches
I'm not hired for your healing
And I am tired of feeling like I was hired for healing
I'm just tired of feeling like I'm just hired for your healing
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Writer(s): Alexandra Berney
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