Dashboard Confessional - This Old Wound lyrics
[Dashboard Confessional - This Old Wound lyrics]
From this old wound cleaning it with salt
So it will still feel new
And sometimes eyes turn black and
Sometimes scars are tracks
But every time you're gone
I wish that you'd come back
And everyone watched me waste myself
And everyone cheered at last
And all of them found it comforting
It's better it's me than them
I think I'm doing well from what they say
They've taken both my belt and shoelaces away
Well, I believe in luck, I think I do
Well, I'd believe for sure if ever I saw you
Well, I've been fanning flames
From these old coals
Feeding them with tinder and
Hoping they will grow
Well, I've been savoring what I can't hold
A blind belief in goodness that
Doesn't seem to show
Well, I've been bleeding well
From this old wound cleaning it with salt
So it will still feel new