Blisters

You make the bed

But I gotta lie in it

Fighting a silent war again

You overspend

Til' your words feel counterfeit

Wasting my breath in your defense

Grieving before it ends

Find myself studying the feeling of your hands

We sleep in a house on fire

But at least it's warm at night

Burns cover both our arms

But we call them tan lines

The roof's coming down

And we won't admit

That something's gonna have to give

Won't be the one to leave

So drag me out

Cut the blisters from my skin

Got mom on the phone

She said "Did you learn nothing at all?"

I said mama "I learned it all from you!"

But now it's haunting me I could

End up so far down the road with two kids

And a place that doesn't feel like a home and I

Find out he's looking for someone new

Oh I'm grieving before it ends

Find myself spiraling again

We sleep in a house on fire

But at least it's warm at night

Burns cover both our arms

But we call them tan lines

The roof's coming down

And we won't admit

That something's gonna have to give

Won't be the one to leave

So drag me out

Cut the blisters from my skin

Ohh ohh ohh

We sleep in a house on fire

But at least it's warm at night

Burns cover both our arms

But we call them tan lines

The roof's coming down

And we won't admit

That something's gonna have to give

Won't be the one to leave

So drag me out

Cut the blisters from my skin