Besedila: Kick Over The Traces. Other. Iou Philadelphia.

I?ve tied my hands together
To keep myself from getting to you
Because you?ve gotten to me

If I had my way,
Your insides would be out
Burn the floor
So I can finally see
What you?re made of
That is then

What a mess
I think I?ll take my best guess
That?s not hard considering
The breath you?ve held inside
You?re already shamed me

So lose your fake grin
?Cause you know you can?t get to me
Let?s have your regrets
And never second-guess ourselves again

Don?t feel bad
?Cause you know I don?t
You?re not the only one that?s been lied to
So natural
That I?ve been lying to myself so hard
And I can barely stand
Do I want more
When you can settle for less?

So lose your fake grin
?Cause you know you can?t get to me
Let?s have your regrets
And never second-guess ourselves again

Catching on
The life has little room for grins
Catching on
And when you do
I, I?ve already been gone
Been gone

So hard

So lose your fake grin
?Cause you know you can?t get to me
Let?s have your regrets
And never second-guess ourselves again
Again
And never second-guess ourselves again
We?ll never
We?ll never