By My Own Hands

I feel it less and less often Can't you see I'm exhausted? I miss the shapes that break the wakes and take my breath away It's getting harder to read you Promise I didn't mean to push you to the edge That fever fed the part of me that pushes you away I'm trying I'm trying harder than I ever have To patch the backstabs made by my own hand On my own back And I saw you shot down second-hand By the targets that I laid by my own hand On my own back The short circuit in my head that keeps the dishes dirty And texts left on read They say to keep some for yourself, so I kept it all And even if I did decide to take the leap in shackles, chains and all There'd be no one here to see me fall I'm trying harder than I ever have To patch the backstabs made by my own hand On my own back And I saw you shot down second-hand By the targets that I laid by my own hand On my own back I'm trying harder than I ever have To patch the backstabs made by my own hand On my own back And I saw you shot down second-hand By the targets that I laid by my own hand On my own back The short circuit in my head that keeps the dishes dirty And texts left on read They say to keep some for yourself, so I kept it all (Kept it all, kept it all, kept it all, kept it all) Kept it all (Kept it all, kept it all, kept it all, kept it all) Say to keep some for yourself so I kept it all (Kept it all) Say to keep some for yourself so I kept it all