Needlework

My fingers broke holding the rope that tied me to the past
I choked on every simple syllable I'd stitched into my teeth
Since the bones reset I guess I think about you less
Unless I'm drinking or upset, but honestly that doesn't happen frequently

I'm not even sure why I'm still calling you up
When I know that your phone's been disconnected for months
I guess it's hard to break a habit that reminds you of love
I just needed you to know that I don't miss you at all

And needlework would never hurt, I embellished all that I was worth
With words so passionately birthed by lovers losing hope

But in the end I hated all the metaphors we made
Every sickly sentiment that I had sewn into my skin
I'm learning to remove your every suture, every wound is proof
That even love is ruthless
But I survived no thanks to you

But in the end I hated all the metaphors we made
Every sickly sentiment that I had sewn into my skin
I'm learning to remove your every suture, every wound is proof
That even love is ruthless
But I survived no thanks to you