Cuts in my life keep us spinning, but I can still look in your eye and know when your lying
I've push to be pulled In hopes of hearing Your softly spoken words I thought would have more meaning
The weapons I would use are the words I never said These cuts I would leave, you know would never mend
I'll medicate this mind to stop the voices in my head I'll press on every line to show the hollow life you've lead White wall cages and concrete tolls duct tape covers and unlaced soles Dreams of change wont decay pushed back moments farther to delay
The weapons I would use are the words I never said These cuts I would leave, you know would never mend
It's easy to point the finger It's easy to pass the blame It's easy to create resistance It's easy to drop a name and if I gave a little more of everything you waited for would that have made you change your mind and take that last step. Just take one step.
The weapons I would use are the words I never said These cuts I would leave, you know would never mend