Some mornings, I feel you, in the cold tile, beneath my bare feet In the vacant ends of my bed, in the cold wind, in the absence of heat Some days I remember your dagger earrings, and I smile How I should have seen them as a sign As I'm dizzy, cut wide In a pool of blood And mud And mire If it wasn't for hindsight I'd be blind Wouldnt I? Wouldn't I? If it wasn't for hindsight I'd be blind Wouldnt I? Wouldn't I? Some nights, I stay out, past the sunset, just to see my breath To know, that I'm still here, to know there's a purpose for my chest Some days I remember your dagger earrings, and I smile How I should have seen them as a sign How they glistened in the light How I haven't seen them for a while If it wasn't for hindsight I'd be blind Wouldn't I? Wouldn't I? If it wasn't for hindsight I'd be blind Wouldn't I? Wouldn't I? Wouldn't I just love to get you back Make this hurt less Wouldn't eye for an eye not make us wiser at that Only blinder in fact Some days I remember your dagger earrings, and I smile