Maybe At the beginning of the end Of a slew Of bad dreams And night terrors I will discover The darkest caverns Where you learned you could hold her hands to silence her Where did you learn you could hold her hands to silence her WHERE DID YOU LEARN TO HOLD HER HANDS TO SILENCE HER In the middle of a conversation, she was animated, she was young, and she would talk as much with her hands as her mouth WHERE DID YOU LEARN TO HOLD HER HANDS TO SILENCE HER WHERE DID YOU LEARN WHERE DID YOU SEE DID YOU WATCH IT OVER AND OVER ON A SCREEN OF ******* AND THEN TRY IT OUT FOR YOURSELF
IF YOU HOLD HER HANDS SHE WILL GO QUIET AND WHITE LIKE A SHEET Was it behind closed doors Was it upstairs in the crevice of a horror story
IF YOU HOLD HER HANDS YOU WILL SILENCE HER BUT WHERE DID YOU LEARN That WHERE DID YOU SEE That how could you know? You showed us all Like you had practiced In the middle of a conversation You would grab her wrists And she would look back Mouth sewed shut with a rusty needle Covered in blood
That’s why I believed her I mean god, how could anyone not believe her When she said You’d stolen her voice I saw it I watched it Different context But the action Haunts me The truth is When my sister and her boyfriend broke up, I was waiting for her to tell me.