[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