Count on one hand the ways I disappoint you
The silence left of being interred
Count on the weight of hunger, hurting, cutting through
But I don't feel hunger anymore
Rearranging second thoughts the time won't stop
I'll tell you again that I don't want it to
Count on one hand the ways I disappoint you
The silence left I'm being interred
All the questions I don't ask
Like what did you miss specifically
Or did you wanna take your head away from me
I don't wanna speak and I don't wanna talk
It's fine It's falling apart
If you could go back, would you wanna restart
It's fine it's falling apart
Count on one hand the ways I disappoint you
My silence left to be inferred
Count on the weight of better feelings cutting through
When the silence is a bore
Rearranging second thoughts the time won't stop
I'll tell you again that I don't want it to
Count on one hand the ways I disappoint you
And in my spare time
I thoroughly enjoy
The sentiment
That everything's gonna be alright
I don't wanna speak and I don't wanna talk
It's fine It's falling apart
If you could go back, would you wanna restart
It's fine it's falling apart
I don't wanna speak and I don't wanna talk
The silence left of being interred
If you could go back, would you wanna restart
I don't feel hunger anymore
I don't wanna speak and I don't wanna talk
My silence left to be inferred
If you could go back, would you wanna restart
The silence is a bore
I don't wanna speak and I don't wanna talk
If you could go back, would you wanna restart