We lick each other's wounds at the coffee table Unspoken unexcused just to stay a little Stomach in the truth, yeah, we're so unable to walk away
If it's you Then I'm yours, all yours See you soon And I'm yours until you
Say you're done, say you chose her Like a gut punch setting me sober Say it dry, brutal exposure Kick me right in the teeth, get it over Say you're done, say you chose her Knock some sense into me, take the you out of me But your done's pulling me closer And you talk, and I talk, and we talk saying
Anything but Anything but you say Anything but It's anything but
We scratch each other's backs, we don't even notice The blood that's on your hands where you cut me open Keeping it a hush, hanging on to hoping, we'll be back again
See you soon And I'm yours, all yours See you soon And I'm yours until you
Say you're done, say you chose her Like a gut punch setting me sober Say it dry, brutal exposure Kick me right in the teeth, get it over Say you're done, say you chose her Knock some sense into me, take the you out of me But your done's pulling me closer And you talk, and I talk, and we talk saying
Anything but (anything but) Anything but you say (anything but) Anything but (anything but) Anything but I say Anything but (anything but) Anything but (anything but) It's anything but (anything but) It's anything but (anything but) Anything but (anything but) And I'm yours Anything but you say
Anything but (anything but) Anything but (anything but) It's anything but (anything but) It's anything but (anything but) Anything but (anything but) And I'm yours Anything but you say
Anything but (anything but) Anything but (anything but) It's anything but (anything but) It's anything but (anything but) It's anything but
Compositores: Sammy Witte, Megan Bülow, Asha Banks