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Say It to My Face Video (MV)




Performed By: Modern Instincts
Length: 6:19
Written by: Jason Tuori




Modern Instincts - Say It to My Face Lyrics




Hide behind the wall
Kicking off ladders and throwing stones
To hit them on the head
Silence the climbing and creeping moans
With contrails all around
Is it impossible that you're not thinking clear?
Bats in the belfry stir
But the air is much too heavy here

We should be above this
It's not like we're new to this game
If I'm a dime a dozen
Why haven't you forgotten my name?

Spending my time reading your ten dollar words
Making me feel like I'm the king of the worms
If you hit send when you could've hit erase
Hell, well then why don't you say it to my face?

Panoramic views
Of wind-blown trees and lighthouses
A place of no surprise
Where the days of the week have no consequence
Standards set aside
And tragic figures put to sleep
Sarcastic back and forth's
Never ended with an angled cut so deep

We should be above this
Looking down on crowds in the rain
Instead we're getting colder
Until whatever tact is left wanes

Spending my time reading your ten dollar words
Making me feel like I'm the king of the worms
If you hit send when you could've hit erase
Hell, well then why don't you say it to my face?

Play the game, check my phone
Feeling like being alone
Isn't quite the worst fate
Nothing thrown in my face
Dominos in a line
Black jacks in the night
Lose it all, I don't care
What I had buyer beware

(You, you're trying to say?)

I've had almost enough
Fifteen sixteenths and I'm calling your bluff
If none of it matters it shouldn't be tough
What's on the other end of your handcuff?
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Hide behind the wall
Kicking off ladders and throwing stones
To hit them on the head
Silence the climbing and creeping moans
With contrails all around
Is it impossible that you're not thinking clear?
Bats in the belfry stir
But the air is much too heavy here

We should be above this
It's not like we're new to this game
If I'm a dime a dozen
Why haven't you forgotten my name?

Spending my time reading your ten dollar words
Making me feel like I'm the king of the worms
If you hit send when you could've hit erase
Hell, well then why don't you say it to my face?

Panoramic views
Of wind-blown trees and lighthouses
A place of no surprise
Where the days of the week have no consequence
Standards set aside
And tragic figures put to sleep
Sarcastic back and forth's
Never ended with an angled cut so deep

We should be above this
Looking down on crowds in the rain
Instead we're getting colder
Until whatever tact is left wanes

Spending my time reading your ten dollar words
Making me feel like I'm the king of the worms
If you hit send when you could've hit erase
Hell, well then why don't you say it to my face?

Play the game, check my phone
Feeling like being alone
Isn't quite the worst fate
Nothing thrown in my face
Dominos in a line
Black jacks in the night
Lose it all, I don't care
What I had buyer beware

(You, you're trying to say?)

I've had almost enough
Fifteen sixteenths and I'm calling your bluff
If none of it matters it shouldn't be tough
What's on the other end of your handcuff?
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Writer: Jason Tuori
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