It's Not Like - Sharon Van Etten

Take both my feet.

Tie them.

Throw me over.

Will I still float?

Will my heart sink?

Why have I held on so long?

I still don’t know.

And it’s not like I have anyone to show

Or do I want to?

These arms this heart these eyes

Have seen almost everything.

But not you.

But not you.

But I want to.

Take both my hands.

Tie them behind my back

To keep me from holding from holding from holding.

But that’s so unlike myself.

And it’s not like I have anyone to hold

Or do I want to?

These eyes this heart these arms

Have held almost anything

But not you.

But not you.

But I want to.

Oooh…

Why do I need to love someone?

It’s like I was born not out of legs

But I was born of arms.

And it’s not like I have anyone to love.

Should I want to?

These eyes these arms this heart

Has loved almost everything

But not you.

But not you.

But I want to.

Oooh…