The knots in my back, reminder that I'm getting older It's not bad, blame it on your broken bed Your roots aren't blonde, a tiny frame against my shoulder Palindrome; a piece of me, your middle name How to feel the way I felt before I knew what you know now A Polaroid; a photo of my father laughing It doesn't show future pain, what's underneath I'll sleep where I fall, 4 A.M. I'm up for nothing Infinite hole inside my head to where you are How to feel the way you felt before you knew what I know now How to feel the way you felt before you knew what I know now The knots in my back, reminder that I'm getting older It's not bad, blame it on your broken bed How to feel the way I felt before I knew what you know now How to feel the way you felt before you knew what I know now