'Cause God knows you don't need them
You're not the first girl
Past memories to pools in your hands
You can sew your lips shut
I should've never helped you up
All the memories that hunted you down
I should've never helped you up
But don't look down because I don't know
Pull the needle, pull the pin from my picture
This high, this high
To hold yourself together
And I will fall to the floor
With your heartstrings
Falling is fatal from this height, I know
This high, this high
You can hang yourself
To cut her fears in her arms
To hold yourself up anymore
Falling is fatal from this height, I know
But don't look down because I don't know
But don't look down because I don't know
But you have to pull yourself together
From my picture
In hopes to capture
Pull the needle from the back of my veins
Falling is fatal from this height, I know
Then let them trickle down
I should've never helped you up
'Cause I know you won't use them
With your heart strings
