Floorboards

Hey, hey, hey

And this is not the way that I had pictured this would go
Your hands are weak, I thought that they were strong
Your mouth tastes like the way I thought it’d taste, like smoke
And your hair is really long, I like it really long
So I can lie to both my mom and dad
And say that I am younger than I am

And the doctors say I’m fine
But I will be a mom in nine more months
I’ll never be a mom
I’ll never be that strong
I’ll always be this weak
At least, I think I’ll be

She says
“I kicked, and cried, and screamed, until I couldn’t breathe
I threw myself down stairs like twice a week
I think I bled until it was all gone”

He said
“Thank me when you’re older
And I will write all of these songs for you
You can bury me in pieces
Underneath the floorboards in your room”

And the story just gets darker
Screaming down hallways you always do
Saying, “Jesus, please forgive me
But I need this body more than you”

Singing
Woah, woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
(It’s not all gone)

And I never said that did was easier than done
Undone, my ribs were spilling out my back
My spine, my spine, is coming out my mouth and I cannot breathe
And I will break, and break, and break, and break, and break again
I’ll glue myself back up with all my friends
I’ll lock myself inside of my room, writing songs like these

She says
“I kicked, and cried, and screamed, until I couldn’t breathe
I threw myself down stairs like twice a week
I think I bled until it was all gone”

He says
“Thank me when you’re older
And I will write all of these songs for you
You can bury me in pieces
Underneath the floorboards in your room”

And the story just gets darker
Screaming down hallways you always do
Saying, “Jesus, please forgive me
But I need this body more than you”

Singing
Woah, woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (My God)
Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
And it’s not all gone