Testo Inch of Dust

a part of me you have
a part of me you hold
apart from me you stand
and there's parts that you had stole

littering in the cupboards
like some pieces of the puzzle
a nest just like a mother the dampness of your sweater

it's never put together
as i watched you from the window
behind the curtains you turned
slowly as a teather
wrap around you tightly
this love is built in metal
fall around in shadows
...

it's never put together
it's never put together
behind the curtains you turned
fall slowly as a feather
the part of you i have
the part of you i hide
the parts of you i hold
the parts you left behind

call me
i'll be there always

and call me
i'll be there always

and call me
i'll be there always

call me
i'll be there always

call me
i'll be there always

part of me you have
a part of me you hold
apart from me you stand
and there's parts that you had stole

the part of you i have
the part of you i hide
the parts of you i stole
the parts you left behind