Jan. 10 Lyrics

Eighteen months since your exit

We were falling in love, but never got to it

That false premise is what I came to see

Not my lover, but an absentee

And if it's not this, and never was

I need to slow down and pause

It all comes back on January 10th

Didn't trickle in, it flooded every sense

Poems and chords played were stripped away

And all the violence and the mind games stayed

And if it was that, what I feared it was

I need to slow down and pause

I could've looked back right after it

Noticed what it was and made amends with it

But that was weak talk

Now every drop of blood is wasted on my shirt