(never let me go)
I scratch my skin until it bleeds until my T's soaked through
It gives me what I need cos it's weird to scream in busy rooms
I scratch my skin until it bleeds it scares my mama too
But I can feel you feel me, I see scars all over you
You told me your secrets in the supermarket car park
And you cried on my birthday then apologised for your shattered heart
And when you fell to your knees and spilt your wine on my floor
You were ashamed - but I loved you even more
Weary soul
You gotta get a hold of your head you know
Weary soul
That pain will come and go
Gotta get a hold of your head you know
When you were sleeping I was up after 3
And I heard you cry, "what will become of me please?"
You couldn't hear me whisper through your decadent dreams
But I said "you're gonna be something and you're everything to me"
I caught you running with scissors and your knives through the night
And now there's blood on the converse that you tried to keep white
Open the windows
Bring in the light
Only you can decide
To get out that bed and f*cking fight
Weary soul
You gotta get a hold of your head you know
Weary soul
That pain will come and go
Gotta get a hold of your head you know
Weary soul
Life is pain
Life is beautiful
Weary soul
That pain will come and go
Gotta get a hold of your head you know
You grieve the life you thought you'd have
But it's gonna be even better than that
I can't bury my brothers and my sisters no no
But I can carry your heart if you can't carry your own
Weary soul
You gotta get a hold of your head you know
Weary soul
That pain will come and go
Gotta get a hold of your head you know
Weary soul
Life is pain
Life is beautiful
Weary soul
That pain will come and go
Gotta get a hold of your head you know
(never let me go)