Sravani Kameswari Buddhavarapu - Lyrics, Vocals, Guitar
Caroline Vain - Violin
Tim McCarty, Vinyl Foundry - producer

Lyrics

Wish I could tell you I'm doing fine
I moved down south, a hundred miles
Somewhere warmer than the hell we raised
But I'd do anything to see your face

Wish I could show you the river nearby
The alleyways we'd run to for the high
Tell you that my brain doesn't eat me alive
And laugh, when we both know that's a lie

And you shouldn't hurt this much
But baby, you're the sharpest knife
Cut through my flesh and let me pick up the mess
No you shouldn't hurt this much

Wish I could tell you, you haunt my dreams
That every reminder of you makes me scream
And I wish I could be the one to hold you
When your mind is bursting at the seams

And you shouldn't hurt this much
But baby, you're the sharpest knife
Cut through my flesh and let me pick up the mess
No you shouldn't hurt this much

I hoped the universe
Would weave your dreams like
She weaves mine
But my love, she's tangled you in my mind
And I can't cut you out

Wish I could tell you it feels colder here
That every potential love is now filled with fear
That it'll kill me the way you do, and I'll lose myself
The way I did to you