Lyrics Splinter -

Splinter

Digging in my skin
Splinters in my hands again
Today I wrote a song
About some old friends
I know we went our separate ways
I’d like to think that
You’re doing okay
From time to time I wonder
Was it ever supposed to be this way
Splinters, in my fingers
From the frays and breaks
The bed that I’ve made is full of
Splinters, in my fingers
Everything I couldn’t save
Is before me
But you were always right and
I was always in the way and
I never meant to bite
The hand that feeds
Splinters, in my fingers
From the frays and the breaks
The bed that I’ve made is full of
Things I never should have said
And better times
When things were well
Splinters getting deeper
And this one’s gonna hurt like hell
Even though i know it hurts me
I’d do it all again to feel this pain
At least i know it’s worth something
I push everything good away
Drag my hands across the floorboards
Of a house we built together
And now it’s left a couple splinters
Now it’s left a couple splinters