23 Lyrics

Ignore the phone calls, but what's the cost?

(You think that you know when you know that you don't)

One day I'll look back at all the friends I've lost

(Your words they become obsolete with no hands, with no feet)

A futile feature

(You're a liar, you cheat)

Can't bring myself to talk

(You become what you're not with no roots, with no growth)

Bitter reminder of the shoes I used to walk

Bone of contention

Moral compass on the cusp

Self loathing defining now that makes two of us

I am a liar

I still deceive

But what's the motive?

It's never clear to me

Break all my promises

Break everything I touch

I want to change, but that's not saying much

If actions speak louder than words

My voice is too little, too quiet

I won't be heard

Always on the fence, but what's the fuss?

(You think that you know when you know that you don't)

Seems I've made up my mind

(Your words become obsolete with no hands)

Seems I love losing trust

A furtive feature

Elude intrusive thoughts

If they only knew, yet something tells me they do

That I'm a liar

And I'm a thief

But what's the motive?

It's never clear to me

Break all my promises

Break everything I touch

I wanna change, but that's not saying much

There's gotta be something or someone to blame

Cause I know we're avoiding the shame

Split decision is often not easy to tame

And I know we're one in the same.