I could throw a dagger

I could pull a gun

But what’s left of a bee when he’s stung

when he’s stung when he’s stung

Eyes to bear witness

Ears to hear truth

Lips to kiss, and skin to bruise

and skin to bruise

Lucky for me

My blood clots faster than I bleed

Like the bursting of a seed

It’s a miracle I could believe

(I could believe)

Tiny daggers on your tongue

It’ll kill you when you’ve stung

What’s the mother of a gun

do when the day is done?

I never said it was fun

To hear the truth

and all the lies that you spun

I’ll let them come undone

Just to be with you

be with you

And lucky for me

My blood clots faster than I bleed

Like the bursting of a seed

It’s a miracle I could believe

(I could believe)

pull it

don’t

save it

but you won’t

(I could believe)

I could believe, I could believe

I could believe, I could believe

Bless the keloids on my knees

It’s a miracle I can believe