My Weight Is Yours Now*

Hurried feet on the floor
Strange hands upon my skin
What took you so damn long to find your way here?

Take that knifes business end
Pry my mouth on open
I’d let you in myself, but he keeps the key with him

Because I’m filled with thoughts of ink and lead
That have the weight of a falling mountain

So, turn to any page
Like July of ‘98
Go all the way back to the golden apple days

Just turn to any page
Like April ‘99
There ain’t a single passage where she isn’t in his heart
Or heavy on his mind

My weight is yours now
My weight is yours now

Don’t fall apart on me
There’s another pill to swallow
This one’s gonna hurt but it’s worse if you don’t know

So, rifle through his words
Like you would a kitchen drawer
Until you find another shame you didn’t know about before

Because I’m filled with thoughts of ink and lead
That have the weight of a falling mountain

So, turn to any page
Like December of ‘01
And you’ll find a curly lock of their baby’s ginger hair

Just turn to any page
Like May of ‘04
And brace for the shock that she brought him to your house
And you’ve held that child before

My weight is yours now
My weight is yours now

On a clean empty page
She wrote today’s date
Stabbed me three years deep
And slowly walked away

My weight is yours now
My weight is yours now

*Co-written with Meagan Ellesworth

© 2018 Plaid Rain Music (BMI)