- cifra
cut out the small talk
i've given up on you
you brave with the big talk
when all your friends are there
bronzed from sunshine
of all your holidays
let me down easy
i cant hide all this shame
i fought for your honor
a lot more than made sense
I'm distanced im sucked out
away from breakables
it ryhmes with the stunts
you pull wool over my eyes
i cry out in lumps and
pretend to need your shoulder
