Kid Gloves

I went to see a stranger

To help me figure out

The words and ways that might have

Helped you come around

You started screaming right away

Thought I’d be mad, but I was afraid.

I’m tired of walking on the eggshells

Both my soles are torn up

I’m bleeding from the knuckles

Cause I took off the

Kid gloves

Spent years in training

Building up these concrete shells

Where you can feel it all

Just keep it to yourself

We held the world at an arms length

But only Atlas has the strength

I’m tired of walking on the eggshells

Both my soles are torn up

I’m bleeding from the knuckles

Cause I took off the

Kid gloves

All these years of talking

We never said the right words

Thought that we were angry

It turns out that we were hurt