Ingrid Michaelson Porcelain Fists Lyrics

“Follow your heart”, he said,

“Your heart will take you there.”

“Swallow your pride”, he said,

“For pride is anything but rare.”

So I walked into your eyes without a raincoat on

And in the salty sea, I find you’re all but gone.

Take my hand, you’re treading water

I feel I am slipping away from underneath my toes

Nobody knows

Where is it she goes

Looked in the bathroom stall

Your back against the wall.

Cold tiles beneath your knees,

Your body broke your fall.

Spitting into your own reflection gazing back

Inside your porcelain fists, your palms begin to crack.

So take my hand, you’re treading water

And I feel sand slipping underneath my toes

Nobody knows

Where is it she goes

When those sad eyes start to close

Nobody knows

Where is it she goes

When those sad eyes close