Old Flame Songtext
von Jordan Klassen

Bless me, Father, for I am afraid
Of holding the hilt but being cut by the blade
I am being pulled in two directions at once
Blown by every breeze or trembling under your thumb

Old flame, you cut me in half
Laid out on the rack every day
Old flame, you cut me in half
Don′t know how to leave or stay

Pray for me, mother
Well what could it mean?
Asking for more since I was nineteen
Gilbert says be careful what you search for
'Cause you might
Find yourself beholden to the answers you find


Old flame, you cut me in half
Laid out on the rack every day
Old flame, you cut me in half
Don′t know how to leave or stay
Last time the air in the night
Could easily lead me away
But old flame, you cut me in half
Don't know how to leave or stay

Put in on a whipping boy
I know how to stall
If I had to change my face
Would you love me at all?
Lord, I never dreamt I would spend
Half my existence pushed out on a ledge

Old flame, you cut me in half
Laid out on the rack every day
Old flame, you cut me in half
Don't know how to leave or stay