Pour shame all over us
Harden into a crust
Cement

Forget the glamour and
Mumble a jackhammer
Under your breath

Hide your face in the curtains
Better unsaid, so close
And it rolls off the tongue, almost

The world expects the pose
Perfectly natural
Loosen up

Smearing wet concrete
And swearing you'll never be
Caught

At your weakest, etched in stone
And we're frozen here, peeking
Almost, sweet talk, caffeine

Make contact
Up to my neck
I confess in quicksand

But it's so easy for you
There's always one thing
Do you have something to tell me
Say something, anything

I'm warning you
I'm warning you
I'm fucking you
I'm warning you

Relax, it's just a phase
You'll grow out of it

Believe anything
Anyone ever tells you

It's not funny anymore
It's thing you hate the most

The thing you hate the most
The thing you hate almost