Split lip.
Tryna tell myself
I like the taste of it.
Like, isn't this is what it is? Staring up at the ceiling.
I don't want to hurt (but I've been thinking). It could be worse (I lost the feeling).
You don't have to say it.
I know what you're thinking.
Tell me that I'm wrong. Tell me that I'm wrong.
You don't have to say it.
I know what you're thinking.
Knew it all along. Knew it all along.
Empty sentiment
To my resentment.
Too big to dig us out of this again.
No accolade
For the way
We stayed
Tied to each other. Tied to each other.
I don't want to hurt (but I've been thinking). It could be worse (I lost the feeling).
You don't have to say it.
I know what you're thinking.
Tell me that I'm wrong. Tell me that I'm wrong.
You don't have to say it.
I know what you're thinking.
Knew it all along. Knew it all along.