She takes it in And then she falls apart Over the sink, and disappointment starts In a rush down her face is to touch And then we think is this the first or last? Our faces pink, the kitchen smells like ash From a night of blowing smoke at her ghost And all those times they broke her Whethered hopes but we've got legs to lead her home And now she stands The wardens of her glass Like in her hands She said she's proud that I'm honest Her tired knees, like sturdy trees of endless love And all these times We'll break in smoother shapes Like river stone Or newer borns So could drowning in yourself, God God damn Back when I'm from Everybody loves to understand She's showing up Just what you got to know to make amends So could drowning in yourself, God God damn Back where I'm from Everybody loves to understand She's showing up Just what you got to know to make amends So could drowning in yourself, God God damn