Frank Turner Follow

Been pretty since the day you were born
So the roots of your beautiful hair
Drew all the water that your body could hold
So when your soul needed water
No water was there

You shed words like so much dead skin
They gather up like dust against walls
They kick up when someone comes in
So if they're looking for something they find nothing at all

So hold your goddamn tongue
You forget yourself
How could I be the one?
If you're wrapped round someone else?

And I really don't know which feels worse
To be a fool or be with a liar
I just know that her heart once soaked and cursed
Is that much harder to set on fire
But I won't let this die
Til I have seen you cry
A single tear to show
There's water in your soul