The Free Air - Casey Beats

My fingers broke holding the rope that tied me to the past I choked on every simple syllable I'd stitched into my teeth Since the bones reset I guess I think about you less Unless I'm drinking or upset But honestly that doesn't happen frequently I'm not even sure why I'm still calling you up When I know that your phone's been disconnected for months I guess it's hard to break a habit that reminds you of love I just needed you to know that I don't miss you at all And needlework would never hurt, I embellished all that I was worth With words so passionately birthed by lovers losing hope But in the end I hated all the metaphors we made Every sickly sentiment that I had sewn into my skin I'm learning to remove your every suture, every wound is proof That even love is ruthless But I survived no thanks to you But in the end I hated all the metaphors we made Every sickly sentiment that I had sewn into my skin I'm learning to remove your every suture, every wound is proof That even love is ruthless But I survived no thanks to you