Fingerprints

Hanging in the closet is the dress
I wore the last time
That I saw you on the last day of July
Could've been would've been should've known better
Shoved it inside and said I'd deal with this later
Pages and pieces of letters that I started to write
Piled up high and I just want it out of my sight
Walked down Columbus, took out a dime, made a wish
Then I set the bridge on fire, and destroyed the evidence
Now I wait for the rain to come
Wash the fingerprints
That you left on my face, in my heart,
in my veins
Looking through the closet, I left the truth
Around here somewhere
Buried underneath these things that I don't need
Tripped over the past so I crammed it in the corner
Shoved it in the entryway and hid it in the shower
Room full of boxes rull of pieces of a broken dream
house full of ghosts and I hope they know
it's time to leave
Walked down Columbus, took out a dime, made a wish
Then I set the bridge on fire, and destroyed the evidence
Now I wait for the rain to come
Wash the fingerprints
That you left on my face, in my heart,
in my veins
Off the window and the door
And the ceiling and the floor
From my Summer and my Fall
And the picture on the wall
Off the records and the books
Off of everywhere I look
Off the ribbons and the streets,
and the sidewalk and the sheets
Off the diamonds and the threats,
Imperfection and regrets.
Off the records and the books
Off of everywhere I look
From the bottles and the tears
and my twenty-second year...