This tongue in me,
Wont sing won't speak
These lungs, wont breathe
And it's getting to me
Those eyes can't see
What's inside me?
They try, but they can't get it out
And it burns and it permeates on the tip of my tongue
I'm not a liar though I wish I was one.
If I could sing these words one thing it burns
It stings and it's moving through me
Well I decide to keep it inside
Hold tight, hold it till it's to late
And it burns and it permeates on the tip of my tongue
Well I'm not a liar though I wish I was one
And it turns and it suffocates in what's left of my lungs
And it burns and it permeates on what's left of the tip of my tongue
I'm not a liar though I wish I was one.
I'm not a liar, though I wish I was one.