BACK OF MY KNEES Lyrics

Take the tape and the saw that's broken

Cut out, look around you wanna show them

All the change on the wall unspoken

Get out to allow the kind of focus

Of the words on the shelf

That I can't recall

It's a curse, it's a blur

It's a makeshift stall

Painting

All these scenes

One slip and the colors bleed

Breaking

I might scream

Brass tacks in the back

The back of my knees

Hold the glass with a hand held open

Cash in once again like it's a token

Mold the shapes with a tool you've stolen

Buy in, it's a sin without you knowing

Of the words on the shelf

That I can't recall

It's a curse, it's a blur

It's a makeshift stall

Painting

All these scenes

One slip and the colors bleed

Breaking

I might scream

Brass tacks in the back

The back of my knees

Fake it all along

Let the canvas fall

Feel the ache you can't ignore

Something you see in waves

Painting

All these scenes

One slip and the colors bleed

Breaking

I might scream

Brass tacks in the back

The back of my knees

Painting

All these scenes

(All these scenes)

One slip and the colors bleed

(Colors bleed)

Breaking

I might scream

(I might scream)

Brass tacks in the back

The back of my knees

(The back of my knees)