My mouth sews shut all on its own
No need for hands to shut it closed
He likes to listen before he goes
So we sit and listen to lost echoes
"Go out outside, we'll get new starts"
But to make new friends just asks a lot
Don't like to speak too much out there
So we listen across the room and stare
Ooh, ooh
And we know it's easier
To cut out common sense
And yeah it's easier
To nod and play pretend
But ain't it easier
To take whatever's left,
Whatever's left
Is left
Is ours
Whatever's left
Is left
Is ours
My mouth sews shut all on its own
I'll finally scream when we're alone
Well he likes to listen before he goes
So we sit and listen to lost echoes
So we sit and listen to lost echoes
