Calluses Lyrics

Took a couple years to turn my weaknesses to strengths

Took a few more years to learn that that makes no goddamn sense

I write pros and cons until my fingers get all callused

You hold my hand, I read your palm

I read your tarot, you think it's magic

But it's just rote, it's just practice

It just comes with practice

I'm not even trying anymore

Dig a hole and let nature run its course

'Cause nothing comes as naturally to me as hiding, or you

Rotten floorboards ripped from the front porch

While you were out someplace chasing storms

Let's see how far you'll dig

You'll just get calluses

I hate having opinions, I wish my true colors were grey

Dressing up my skeletons to put them on display

You feel my palm, you feel my fingertips and my calluses

And you laugh and you say that I'm talented

But that's just practice

Plaster my lips in vinyl and I'll spin and I'll spin

You can dig me all the way to China

You'll just get calluses

I'm not even trying anymore

Dig a hole and let nature run its course

'Cause nothing comes as naturally to me as hiding, or you

Rotten floorboards ripped from the front porch

While you were out someplace chasing storms

Let's see how far you'll dig

You'll just get calluses

Suppose sometime in some past life

I must have been an escape artist

Who boasted he could hold his breath

For five whole minutes, it was probably less

Suppose sometime in some past life

I must have been an escape artist

Who boasted he could hold his breath

For five whole minutes, it was probably less

Suppose sometime in some past life

I must have been an escape artist

Who boasted he could hold his breath

For five whole minutes, it was probably less