That's not blood dripping from your teeth
Those aren't claw marks on your cheeks
There's no wildlife in your eyes
Cause you and I are meant to be hunted
Our words turn into tiny birds
Whenever we have this conversation
Our words turn into tiny birds
Whenever we have this conversation
Let's not have this conversation
That's not ink spilling from your mouth
I lose a tooth whenever you shout
There's no history in your eyes
Cause you and I are meant to be forgotten
Our words turn into tiny birds
Whenever we have this conversation
Our words turn into tiny birds
Whenever we have this conversation
Let's not have this conversation