Pins

I can feel the pins in the lining of the bed we made
You've stuck like a splinter in my finger
You know how much damage there is to be done
And so I have to take a hot needle to get in there
'Cause you prick and chip away just for fun

Sometimes I think we're like the tortoise and the hare
And I just followed the trail you tread, like a thread
And we wove in and we wove out of each other
So close I couldn't see the patterns

But I can feel the pins in the lining of the bed we made
I know there's still an ache in the stitches that were sewn
It came on like a white hot shock and I know it's the end
I don't wanna play your pretend pretend pretend

I'll fall to my knees and I'll purge you out
And when you're gone I hope I'll feel like we never met
Thank God I didn't have to dig too deep
'Cause you never had my heart in the end

But I can feel the pins in the lining of the bed we made
I know there's still an ache in the stitches that were sewn
It came on like a white hot shock and I know it's the end
I don't wanna play your pretend pretend pretend
I don't wanna play your pretend pretend pretend

I know what it feels like to be hurt
I know what it feels like to find cracks in the surface
I know what it feels like to be dragged through the dirt
I know what that feels like

And I can feel the pins in the lining of the bed we made
I know there's still an ache in the stitches that were sewn
It came on like a white hot shock and I know it's the end
I don't wanna play your pretend pretend pretend

Pins in the lining of the bed we made
I know there's still an ache in the stitches that were sewn
White hot shock
And I know it's the end