Smooth It Out

It's like second-hand smoke in your lungs You cough, you cough you cough, but it's- okay It's a phase they say Breathing is just temporary medicine Nothing seems to matter When no one needs noticing The missteps, the smoke breaks It's all in your head they say Try to smooth it out Scan an open road, distort the traffic Never getting used to these second guesses I can't pretend these things never happened In every silence, there is a static There is a static So I'll try to smooth it out It's whatever Let me be the wind on your shoulders I'll try to smooth it out I will starve myself I will do anything I will starve myself I will do anything I will starve myself I will do anything To help Scan an open road, distort the traffic Never getting used to these second guesses I can't pretend these things never happened In every silence, there is a static Scan an open road, distort the traffic Never getting used to these second guesses I can't pretend these things never happened (its all in your head) In every silence, there is a static It's like second-hand smoke It's like second-hand smoke Inside your head