I have heard the mother's tongue
She said, "Baby, don't you come undone"
I am so far from my home
That heaven would not hear my call
And I am digging my own grave
I am chasing shit beneath the haze
I was so sure that he would stay
And would love me anyway
I was happy on my own
I would call the days as they were known
And in the guilt that I have found
You know the one that sticks around
I was so sure that I would go
That I'd already sunk the boat
And I sought out my winter coat
I cut the sleeves off before I'd known
I was so sure that I would feel
A mark of guilt, the pain of you
And I was happy on my own
I would call the days as they were known
And in the guilt that I had found
You know the one that sticks around
I was so sure that he would stay
And would love me anyway
