[Verse 1: JCM]
It's funny how there's not much between us that differs
Remember that discussion we had over dinner?
'Bout lackluster past loves and how they ended?
Can't understand how they glance back with the gla**es tinted
'Cause my roses, they still smell
When I look up in the mirror, see a spirit that's still shelled
Some take a crack at it, come and pat me for intel
But I feel like when they see it, suddenly they get repelled
So every day I, stare at my closet, choose which persona I'm donning
To cover all of my problems and darker thoughts that I harbor
It's harder, 'cause I ponder on every move that I wanna start on
So tell me why it's always the wrong one? Damn
Some type of f** up, must be down on our luck
What with all the bridges dissolved and every digit we've lost
Still feeling like it's my fault, maybe I'm acting foolish
Or maybe the things they say got some weight, maybe the truth is
[Hook: JCM]
Here we, here we, here we here we go
It goes, it, it goes right through the stereo
Just know this pain is not unbearable
It, it, it flows through your temporals
What do you even really know?
Just know this pain is not unbearable
It goes right through the stereo
It, it, it goes right through the stereo
[Verse 2: Oliver]
The truth is that you know what it feels like
Allusions to the versions of the us that we choose
And your duty is to be sure that it feels right
Tattoo the blues so you can color the news
And there's beauty in the bruises that you hide
But you wish away your wounds as you pray in the pews
"God don't judge us for what we can't lift high
No, we should be measured by the things that we do"
And in the back they kept rehearsing their lines, like
Falling in love was just something to do
And one stood in a suit and his father's tie
He was nervous, 'cause he wanted to feel happy too
So we can find truth looking through his eyes
They laugh behind, but he keeps a steady view
He hears her voice as they practice their lies
"How can I love you, if you don't love you?"
[Hook: JCM]
[Bridge: JCM]
And when your spirit's taking body blows
Just know you'll have a place to call a home
No matter where you are you'll be
With me, with me
[Outro: Oliver]
He stands with his hands clenched at his side
He still doesn't know who or what she wants him to be
But who would he be doing this for
Can you really call it love if you're able to leave?
I'm gone