Your growing imagination
In your silence we are louder
That’s all you ever have to do
Rip the seam, then I’ll show you
Can you taste the blood? Taste it on your lips
To satisfy your most intimate inner thoughts
Preparing you for what your heart requires to say
In your silence we are louder
You still can’t hold yourself together
When the strings become the stitches in your mouth
Can you taste the blood? Taste it on your lips
How the strings become the stitches in your mouth
In the heat of the sun, I know you’re the only one
Alone, alone, all alone you have this conversation
Five words, is it really that hard to say
Rip the seam, then I’ll show you
How the strings become the stitches in your mouth
Then you bite your lip when it matters most, a shade of red in sight
In your silence we are louder
When the strings become the stitches in your mouth
When the strings become the stitches in your mouth
You’re worth more than this
Five words, repeating over in your head
In your silence we are louder
How the strings become the stitches in your mouth
You’re worth more than this
How the strings become the stitches in your mouth
Rip the seam, then I’ll show you
Then you bite your lip when it matters most, a shade of red in sight
Rip the seam, then I’ll show you
