I can't help but press you for some honesty.
The l*** for composure has awoken me
from grinding my teeth against my head again.
We're losing all sight to the days when all of our patience gives.
I plead, absolve the weight that costs create in stealth.
Because you can't lose love when it all pans out.
It doesn't change a thing.
No, it doesn't change a thing.
All the false acclaims of the heights you'd reach;
write them all off to the faults in me.
You're just a stranger,
you know nothing.
I can't help but guess that you're appalled to see
that I won't comply to an apology.
Bring me your debts and feel the depth of imperfection.
Lessons learned but not forgiven.
Recall the taste you lost inside my mouth.
You know I can't solve your problems so this all pans out.
It'll never change a thing.
It'll never change a thing.
All the false acclaims of the heights you'd reach;
write them all off to the faults in me.
You're just a stranger,
you know nothing.
Is it my indifference or do you look that much different?
All the thoughts I fought to fray
Have gone to songs meant to relate
So sing along to find your place
You're in the room but where's your face?
All the false acclaims of the heights you'd reach;
write them all off to the faults in me.
You're just a stranger,
you know nothing.
The l*** for composure has awoken me
from grinding my teeth against my head again.
We're losing all sight to the days when all of our patience gives.
I plead, absolve the weight that costs create in stealth.
Because you can't lose love when it all pans out.
It doesn't change a thing.
No, it doesn't change a thing.
All the false acclaims of the heights you'd reach;
write them all off to the faults in me.
You're just a stranger,
you know nothing.
I can't help but guess that you're appalled to see
that I won't comply to an apology.
Bring me your debts and feel the depth of imperfection.
Lessons learned but not forgiven.
Recall the taste you lost inside my mouth.
You know I can't solve your problems so this all pans out.
It'll never change a thing.
It'll never change a thing.
All the false acclaims of the heights you'd reach;
write them all off to the faults in me.
You're just a stranger,
you know nothing.
Is it my indifference or do you look that much different?
All the thoughts I fought to fray
Have gone to songs meant to relate
So sing along to find your place
You're in the room but where's your face?
All the false acclaims of the heights you'd reach;
write them all off to the faults in me.
You're just a stranger,
you know nothing.