When I picture my hometown, there's a bronze spray tan statue of you and a plaque underneath it that threatens to push me down the stairs at our school and it was always the same searing pain but I dreamed that one day I could say all that time you were throwing punches I was building the sky as the blood was gushing but I can't forget the way you made me heal and it wasn't a fair fight or a clean kill each time that Amy stomped across my grave and then she wrote headlines in the local paper laughing at each baby step I take and it was always the same searing pain but I prayed that one day I could say all that time you were throwing punches I was building something and I couldn't wait to show you it was real scream fuck you Amy to the night sky as the blood was gushing but I can't forget the way you made me heal everyone knows that my mother is a saintly woman but she used to say she wished that she were dead I push up the hill your words are still just ringing in my head ringing in my head I wrote a thousand songs that you find uncool I built a legacy that you can't undo but when I count the scarves there's a moment of truth that there wouldn't be this if there hadn't been you and maybe you've reframed it and in your mind you never beat my spirit black and blue I don't think you've changed much and so I changed your name and any real defining clues and one day your kid comes home singing a song that only us two is gonna know is about you all that time you were throwing punches it was all for nothing and I doubt it looks so small from way up here scream thank you Amy to the night sky and the stars are stunning because I can't forget the way you made me heal everyone knows that my mother is a saintly woman but she used to say she wished that she were dead so I pushed each boulder up that hill your words were still just ringing in ringing in my head thank you Amy you