The Callus

I wasn't around when you were talking

But I felt your teeth hit the back of my head

I'll go outside the first day of winter

I'll watch the snow change back over to rain

I got a blister on the way down

I got a blister from that sound

And the voice, the snow on my shoe

I got a blister on the way down

I got a blister from that sound

From that sound

And I tried to shake off all the cold on my hands

I tried to make it out from the last of my plans

There's a tiny gun pointed at my head

If it doesn't fire, push it through

Do you need to know now?

Do you need to know now?

Do you need to know now?

Because I gotta know

I got a blister on the way down

This is callus, this is the callus

I knew my fingers would find it somehow

This is the callus, this is the callus