Knives Girl
Il ritorno alla propria città d’origine, dopo anni di assenza, raccontato da una donna con un passato traumatico alle spalle, che per tenere lontano da sé l’amore non ha esitato a usare il coltello: «And he / He touched me like I was something divine / But I couldn’t be held, so I drew the line / With trembling hands and a kitchen blade / I wanted to see if, deep in his heart, there was truly love».
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Dust on the dashboard, rain on the glass
Crossing old county lines, driving too fast
This town never missed me, and I never called
But here I am again, answering ghost when they call.
Daddy, are you still at the same bar?
With the same promises you never keep?
you were never there, and I learned to survive
built a heart out of silence and sharpened knives.
Knives Girl, Knives Girl,
I left something, I left myself
They say I’m lost, but I’ve always known
That ghosts feel heavier when you drive alone
Knives Girl Knives Girl – I’m coming home.
Mama, I see you in every rearview
Still talking to mirrors, still choking on truth
You called it love when you pulled me apart
Taught me to smile even with a splintered heart.
And he –
He touched me like I was something divine
But I couldn’t be held, so I drew the line
With trembling hands and a kitchen blade
I wanted to see if, deep in his heart, there was truly love.
Knives Girl, Knives Girl,
I left him crying, Left a home behind
They say I’m lost, but I’ve always known
That ghosts feel heavier when you drive alone
Knives Girl – I’m almost home.
So open the door or keep it closed
I don’t know if I’m here to heal or to fight
Knives Girl, Knives Girl – I am here.