cutting my fingers off

i found a picture that we took when we brought in the new year

it's hard to see but i remember

you wore a cocktail dress

ignored the goosebumps on your neck

the name sake of your outfit to keep you warm

you always said that every thought i had was geometric

i couldn't think outside my own lines

i hope you're alright

love

i'm sorry that i wasted your time

never had the intention to make you go

to make you go

to make you go

to make you go

i never wanted to make you go

you might be a stranger now

and i just wanted to let you know

that i meant what i said

and every dream i've ever had

has been of myself

and every dream i've ever had's been of

better view with a ten month summer

losing you is like cutting my fingers off

and even with that summer

without you i'd rather cut my fingers off