Eating My Words - Four Year Strong

They taste better when they’re coming out

Still I can’t help but choke them down when you’re around but I can’t seem to

keep it down

Don’t let it go to your head

I’m not here for my health

If I was then I’d be dead

Instead I’m testing my patience waiting around for you to be gracious

I’ll never let go

Don’t be afraid

I’m on the front lines to fight for you

Stop putting words in my mouth

They taste better when they’re coming out

Still I can’t help but choke them down when you’re around but I can’t seem to

keep it down

Last time I said goodbye I thought my good years were washed up;

Hung out to dry

With the mindset that everything was fine but then I realized

That it was right in front of my eyes

Everyday I’m smashed and ripped and torn to bits that never fit the mold

But I recognize the way that I was never really whole