Dashboard Confessional
Dashboard Confessional - This Old Wound lyrics
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I've been bleeding well 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 believe for sure if ever I saw you I've been fanning flames from these old coals Feeding them with tender 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 And I've been bleeding well from this old wound Cleaning it with salt, so it will still feel new