Fourteen years, thirty minutes,
Fifteen seconds, I held this grudge
Eleven songs, four full journals,
Thoughts of punishment
I´ve expanded
Not in contact, not a letter
Such communication, telepathic
You´ve been vilified
Used as fodder
You deserve a piece of every record

But who´s it hurting now?
Who´s the one that stuck?
Who´s it torturing now?
With an antique knot in her stomach

{Refrain:}
I wanna be big and let go
This grudge that´s grown old
All this time I´ve not known
How to rest this bygone
I wanna be soft and resolved
Clean of slate and released
I wanna forgive for the both of us

I come abandoned house
Dusty cupboard, furniture still intact
And if i visit it now
Will i simply relive it
Somehow, into it us

But who´s still waking now?
Who´s tired of her own voice?
Who´s it weighing down with
No gift from time of said healing?

{au Refrain}

Maybe as I cut the cord
Veils will lift from my eyes
Maybe as I lay this to rest
The weight off my shoulders will rise

Here I sit much determined
Ever real equipped to draw this curtain
How this has entertained,
Validated and has served me well
And for the victim

But who´s done whining now?
Who´s ready to put down?
This (love life) I carried longer
Than I had cared to remember

{au Refrain}