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