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Friday night, same bar, same bar
Stool burn
You laugh sharp, then you turn away
Slow sip cheap glass,
Whiskey breath and nerve blame
You say it's fine, I hear the shiver in your brave face
It's all a bluff
Every album can you throw like dice
We talked about the truth keeps cutting like stripe of ice.
We wake up empty
What we trying to say,
Trading love for lonely
Pouring shots on nerve and blame
A door slam, blue light on your shattered phone
Your coat slips off your shoulder like a shedding home
You joke loud, crowd laughs,
But your eyes look past like a scandalous shadow for a softer past
It's all the bluff
Every I'm okay, you throw like dots
We talk dumb, but the truth keeps cutting like a stripe of ice
If we wake up empty, who do we trying to save?
Trading love for lonely,
Pouring shots on nerve and blame
How many nights can we outrun, what we won't confess?
How many strangers learn our names just a half undress
You say you're free as your hands still shake from that last regret
Is this living or just learning how to fake our bed?
It's all the bluff, every I'm okay you throw like dice
We talk tough, but the truth keeps cutting like stripe of ice
If we wake up empty, who we trying to save,
Trading love for lonely
Pouring shots on nerve and blame
Trading love for lonely till there's nothing left to blame