[Intro] [Acoustic guitar, single voice] [Verse 1] [Small, confessional] There's a cherry pit under my tongue Been there since the summer Don't ask me which summer, baby I lose track of which summer You said "spit it out" and I said "I'm trying" You said "try harder" and I said "I am" Some seeds don't want to leave Some seeds want to make a tree out of you [Verse 2] [Slightly more open] Mom asked me if I'm eating I said "yes, I'm eating cherries" She said "that doesn't count" I said "everything counts, mom, that's the problem" I count the cherries, I count the days I count the times the phone didn't ring I count, I count, I count That's all I do now [Chorus] [Aching, layered harmonies] Cherry pit, cherry pit Stuck in the soft of me Cherry pit, cherry pit Growing into something I can't name You left a seed in me, baby And now I'm fruit-bearing grief Cherry pit, cherry pit Cherry pit, cherry pit [Verse 3] [Trembling] I dreamt I coughed it up onto the kitchen floor And it bloomed into a tree before I could pick it up And the tree had your face in every cherry And I couldn't decide whether to eat them or bury them So I just stood there For what felt like seven years And the dream ended without ending [Pre-Chorus] [Drums enter, build] I should've spit you out the first time I should've spit you out the first time I should've spit you out the first time But the sweet was real, the sweet was real, the sweet was real [Chorus] [Bigger, building toward the wall] Cherry pit, cherry pit Stuck in the soft of me Cherry pit, cherry pit Growing into something I can't name You left a seed in me, baby And now I'm fruit-bearing grief Cherry pit, cherry pit Cherry pit, cherry pit [Bridge] [Voice cracking, drums open up] And I keep telling people I'm fine And I keep telling people I'm fine And I keep telling people I'm fine And the cherry pit just nods Like it knows Like it's been there Like it's planning something [Final Chorus] [Wall of sound, distorted guitars, soaring harmonies] Cherry pit, cherry pit Stuck in the soft of me Cherry pit, cherry pit Grew into something I can name You left a seed in me, baby And now I'm a fucking orchard Cherry pit, cherry pit Cherry pit, cherry pit (Cherry pit, cherry pit, cherry pit, cherry pit) [Outro] [Feedback, voices fade into hum] I am full of trees now. I am full of trees.
