If words are weapons, I'll keep sharpening my tongue
I hope you feel each cut with every syllable I've sung
And every single word that I've wrote
I've been slowly building this arsenal deep within my throat
I can't seem to hold on
To anyone or anything for more than three days at a time
And I'm slowly forgetting sleep and losing my mind

Why do I only acknowledge my feelings when I'm writing songs?
It seems like I'm repeating everything I never wanted to
You were right, when you left, a part of me died
But it was only the sadness that I had inside

So save your breath because this time, I'm not taking it away

You were right
When you left, part of me died
It was only the sadness I had inside

You're the number-one reason for most of my moral treason
A hollow shoulder always on the brink of caving in
But don't mistake my desperation for flattery
Because you aren't and never will be better than me

You will never be better than me