Widow's Wounds Video (MV)

The heel of my tongue runs dry
Heat-sick in July
I'm greening my thumbs
I'm tired
Been rinsing my palms of scarlet
Cause I cant stand the violence
You make a passed-pawn a target
Heat sets on the grass
Won't pattern my Johns
I'm tarnished
I'm vending my thorns at market
Cause I cant stand to hide it
What if I was loved right
From the start
When I was young
And full of heart
Kiss-cast's a mismatch
There you are
Wishing I was younger
Full of heart
Serene to latch on to something
Hard to lift the mask
Being beckoned by brawny substance
Those tender twines tend to tire
Over turning out through and fine
Blinkered maybe it's all or nothing
Won't you see the glass hangs
Water-full, with gumption
Think that maybe it's all for something new
What if we were loved right
From the start
When we were young
Full of heart
Kiss-cast's a mismatch
Here we are
Wishing to be younger
And full of heart
What if we were loved right
From the start
When we were young
And full of heart
Kiss-cast's a mismatch
Here we are
Wishing to be younger
You're full of heart