Lyric

The ceiling stains are growing old

Like every story that I’ve told

To convince myself I’m doing fine

Another night, another glow

From a television left alone

Painting hollow colors in my eyes

I keep digging through the wreckage

Looking for a version I can save

Some things never leave

No matter how hard I run

They settle in my bloodstream

And live beneath my tongue

I thought time would erase you

Like rain against a wall

But every time I’m almost free

I hear you after all

The air is heavy in this place

Still carrying your fingerprints

Across the corners of my mind

I threw away the photographs

But somehow every empty frame

Still knows exactly what it hides

I’ve been waiting for the feeling

That everyone else said would come

Some things never leave

No matter how hard I run

They settle in my bloodstream

And live beneath my tongue

I thought time would erase you

Like rain against a wall

But every time I’m almost free

I hear you after all

Maybe healing isn’t clean

Maybe nothing disappears

Maybe every broken piece

Just learns a different shape

Some things never leave

No matter how hard I run

They settle in my bloodstream

And linger in my lungs

I thought time would erase you

But I was wrong all along

Every time I’m almost free

You’re the last thing holding on