The year I learned to tie my own shoes Was the same year I learned I could take my own life Was the same year my Sister said she wished she was pretty That's when I felt The wicked in the closet come alive
That next year I learned to shave It was the year I held the blade In the bathroom Cut my knuckles up Too scared to do the other thing And the year they taught us grace Was the year I lost my faith I was praying for a friend to help me Bury all the secrets in the grave Ooh, ooh MM
In my mom's old house Found the evil hand-me-downs In the basement It was waiting for me Screaming, "Take me home" I tried it on Felt so good in my arms 'Til it didn't Thread the ribbon There's no place like home I'm not alone here am I?
MM I love this song
I was learning how to multiply nine's With my fingers Around the same time I was ready To fly I would listen to Madonna On my mom's old stereo Rewind, pause, and repeat Until I got the words right
Then I heard her Crying in the hallway We graded paper's all night And I love her Think I'll stay here longer Her darkness looks just like mine
In my dad's old house Found the evil hand-me-downs In the basement It was waiting for me Screaming, "Take me home" (Take me home) I tried it on Felt so good in my arms 'Til it didn't Thread the ribbon There's no place like home