Little Fingers

You’ve never wished
I never wished again
Breaking little fingers – You.
You left me to learn for myself.

So what have you learned?
What did you teach me?
Do you remember?
That ain’t like the thing I wanted.
Not quite the thing you wanted
Now were here again –

Just breaking little fingers,
Just breaking little fingers.
How did you break your little finger
Did I just break your little finger?

Let it go – let it fester and boil like you mean it.
Let it twist and let it turn
Let it ache and let it burn until it’s gone.

And all the things I say – all the things I do
I changed myself for you.

You wanted it
You thought of it
You needed it
I no longer care

You'll never know
You'll never think again
Breaking little fingers
You’ll never need,
You’ll never want
You’ll never ask again
What makes me this way?

So what do you need?
What can I teach?
I’m sure you might remember that

Ill give you one last lesson
Pay you one last attention then I‘m gone.

Corners

Step Back- Rewind.
Do you want to touch me?
Like the corners of my mind?
Do you want to see inside?
Form a part of a memory.
That I can almost taste?

[Chorus]
And you’re blinding me.
Seeping into my sanctuary.
I walk around to see,
(And slink inside your mind a while)
‘Cause you haunt me.

Step Back- Rewind.
Can you feel my eyes watching you-
Pace the corners of my mind.
Al I want to feel inside
Dangerous memory
And I just want to take it.

‘Cause you’re blinding me.
Seeping into my sanctuary.
I inch around to see,
(And slink inside your mind a while)
‘Cause you haunt me.

Growing Old

Make Me

I like the way you make me feel.
I like the way you say its real.
I like the way you lie to my face when you think that I don’t know.

I like the way you hate me -
I let you bend and break me
I like the way you make me feel.

I like the way you tell me it’s over.
And walk straight back in my door and tell me you love me
Over and over and over and over and…

I like the way you slap my face in
crash my face in when you’re angry
‘cause I know that its not real.

I like the way you make me feel.
I like the way you take me.
I like the way you break me.

I like the way you turn on me when you say that I don’t mean a thing.
I like the way you disappear for days and lay low with your girlfriends
And leave me all alone in here

Bitter and in my own mind
I like the way you make me feel -

Because you say its real

I like the way you lie - its real
You know I like to make you cry – its real

I like the way you hate me -
I like the way you rape me.
I like the way you make me.
Make me
Make me
Make me - feel.