Soft Words

Heavy set

Silhouette in peripheral

Main ways

So Game Day is in the air

Front seat

Nose bleeds

Its just principle

So keen

Small things'll make em stare

You talk bout

You talkin bout how you love this place a lot more than me

But scars on your wrists tell stories that make you hard to believe

Truth hurts

Soft words

Didn't mean to make you bleed

Spoke so deep

Black sheep

You could bend a telephone pole with a call

(But you never do)

No more please

Just speak

I wonder how you live inside them paper thin walls

I just tell myself

These cuts gonna heal them self

If I look away

If I look away

(Wake that boy up

I said wake that boy up)

Heavy set

Silhouette in peripheral

Main ways

So Game Day is in the air

Front seat

Nose bleeds

Its just principle

So keen

Small things'll make em stare

You talk bout

(Wake that boy up

I said wake that boy up)

You talk bout

You talk bout

You talk bout

I just tell myself

These cuts gonna

Heal them self

If I look away

If I look away