Letra da Música Cutting My Fingers Off de Turnover

I found a picture that we took
When 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, and 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