Ivy To Oak

Cut my hand on a tine, thinking about where we’ve been
And all we’ve been through
I’m not proud but it’s coming true
Loving you is getting harder to do
Ivy to oak
Velvet to leather
Just wanna tear you right off
But we’ve grown together
One time blessed, but feeling less
These scars on me — well they confess
We’re living fist in glove
I saw a bird break its neck
Against the glass, I knew how it felt
Just wanna leave a mark, across the back of my hand
It’s blood that makes us love
I’m not proud but it’s coming true
Loving you is getting harder to do
Ivy to oak
Velvet to leather
Just wanna tear you right off
But we’ve grown together