Hand Habits - Aquamarine Lyrics

I remember when they found you
Holding onto the gutter
Soaking wet and white knuckles
Lying through your teeth

Stupid man
You are drunk again
She's just a child, you know
Wouldn't understand

And I didn't know she played guitar
'Til I turned twenty-seven
My distant cousin sent
A box of memory

Certificate of authenticity
They were aquamarine
Aquamarine

Why can't you talk about it?
I got used to being on the other side of truth

Now I never ask for details
Who the hell needs details?
When everything is burning
You light a fire on the grave

Suicide
Lost a life
Well then who am I?
Who am I?

In the corners of your mind
In the drawers of your mind
Who am I?
Who am I?

Why can't you talk about it?
I got used to being on the other side of truth
Maybe it's too painful and that's why you're so unable
A little bit of her inside
Everything I do
Everything I do

Now you were so embarrassed
Threw a temper tantrum
I was only trying to help
Took away the keys

She threw me out
On the street
A payphone call
Two bloody knees

Why can't you talk about it?
I got used to being on the other side of truth
On the other side of you

Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?