Kitchen Tile

(альбом: Build Me This - 2009)

It's tile in kitchen, a cut incision
How painful is our hate
Did you mistake me for a friend, for a...
Wooden table, a child's ladle?
Surprised at what you've learned
It seems you have earned what you control
What you control, what you control, what you control

Well we all belong somewhere
It seems we all belong right here
Yeah, we all belong to something, my dear
What better something than our fear?
I left through our kitchen window
Cut my foot along the way
Saw my skin turn from red to yellow
And my pupils turn stone grey

'Cause it's tile in kitchen, a deep incision
How painful is our fate
Did you mistake me for a friend, for a friend, for a...
Bright new morning, a childhood story
A memory I never ever had?
Or are you still mad about who you are?
About who you are, about who you are
About who you are