Be still you say, there's nothing left to wonder bout, our driving lips in park
But it's your way, underneath your breath a pointed tongue, unashamed
Baby, I don't want to let you, I don't want to let you know, I'm alone
And still you take, everything I hold on to, the sun the steel the heart
But it's your way, understand the lives you leave alone, aren't afraid
And yet you crumble on the bathroom floor oblivious to love and nothing more
Less is more when you're talking oh so sweet, the weight of the world is on you now
Talk is oh so cheap from lovers that you hate, lovers that you hate