Every inch we talk

They make a sound, We walk.

You better mean what you say.

You better mean what you say.



Less God, More gun.

They aim for the heart, 

But we aint got one.

You better mean what you say.

You better mean what you say.



I Don't, Need To

Hurt With My Hands.

I could, Find some value

Destroy It With My Mouth.

Hey, Could You Ever Love Again?



From the womb, We're taught

You make a sound, I walk.

You better mean what you say.

You better mean what you say.



With words, Like drugs, 

We speak of heart, Like we know what one does.

You better mean what you say.

You better mean what you say.



I Don't, Need To

Hurt With My Hands.

I could, Find some value

Destroy It With My Mouth.

Hey, Could You Ever Love Again?

I Regret The Things I Said.

Hey, Could You Ever Love Again?

... YEAH! 



I Don't, Need To

Hurt With My Hands.

I could, Find some value

Destroy It With My Mouth.

Hey, Could You Ever Love Again?

I Regret The Things I Said.

Hey, Could You Ever Love Again?