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The Year
Julia Wolf
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The year I learned to tie my own shoes
Was the same year I learned I could take my own life
Was the same year my sister said she wished she was pretty
That's when I felt the wicked in the closet come alive
That next year I learned to shave, it was the year I held the blade
In the bathroom, cut my knuckles up, too scared to do the other thing
And the year they taught us grace was the year I lost my faith
I was praying for a friend to help me bury all the secrets in the grave
Ooh-ooh, ooh
Mm
In my mom's old house found the evil hand-me-downs
In the basement, it was waiting for me
Screaming, "Take me home"
I tried it on, felt so good in my arms
'Til it didn't, thread the ribbon
There's no place like home
I'm not alone here, am I?
Mm
(I love this song)
I was learning how to multiply nine's with my fingers
Around the same time I was ready to fly
I would listen to Madonna on my mom's old stereo
Rewind, pause, and repeat until I got the words right
Then I heard her crying in the hallway
We graded papers all night
And I love her, think I'll stay here longer
Her darkness looks just like mine
In my dad's old house found the evil hand-me-downs
In the basement, it was waiting for me
Screaming, "Take me home" (take me home)
And I tried it on, felt so good in my arms
'Til it didn't, thread the ribbon
There's no place like home
I'm not alone here, am I?
I'm not alone here, am I?