So bleed if your bleeding
and leave if you're leaving
the only one holding you back
just tree if your treeing
your leaves are worth believing
I won't be the one on your back
so tell me you love me
don't reach up and glove me
I don't need another sister here
the wind has been wind-ing
and the clock has been tending
to the sheep in the back of your hair
So bleed if you are bleeding
and tree if you're treeing
and leave if leaving's all you do
'cause I won't be chasing
the way you're erasing
all that I left up to you