This tongue in me won't sing, won't speak These lungs won't breathe And it's getting to me Those eyes can't see what's inside me They try, but they can't get it out And it burns And it permeates on the tip of my tongue Not a liar, though I wish I was one If I could sing these words, one thing It burns, it stings And it's moving through me So I decide to keep it inside Hold tight. Hold it 'til it's too late So spit it out! As it permeates As it suffocates me On the tip of my tongue As it burns I can't breathe So it turns And it suffocates in what's left of my lungs And it burns And it permeates on what's left of the tip of my tongue Not a liar, though I wish I was one I can't speak
