Who's this someone sitting next to me in this house
With the same kind of cup in his hands like me
Here we are again
Drinking each others lack of confidence
Not realizing we were never meant
Collecting this kind of porcelain for years
It's all unspoken, well we never had the words
Sweet silence, bitter turned
I'm looking down into my silver spoon
The only mirror that is in this room
The silence keeps us both alive
That's what we like to think at night
Before we try to close our eyes
Who's this someone laying next to me at night
With the same kind of shade in his eyes like me
Here we are again
Drinking each others lack of confidence
Not realizing we were never meant
Sweet silence bitter turned
I'm looking down into my silver spoon
The only mirror that is in this room
The silence keeps us both alive
That's what we like to think at night
Before we try to close our eyes
Sweet silence bitter turned
I'm looking down into my silver spoon
The only mirror that is in this room