I am thinking about repercussions
That extra twang you hear when an in-experienced orchestra performs
It reverberates throughout the day
It's an odd look my momma gives me, her hound-like senses smelling the truth

I am thinking about fingers
Fingers in your mouth, on a keyboard fingers on a mouse
Fingers that till now I did not touch
That a few hours ago were loosening the knot

-Solo-
I am tasting my lower lip
Bruised and raw against my tongue it's hanging on for dear life
When it sees familiar faces it might just drop and follow my jaw to the ground

I am reminded of how even my own body refused to allow anyone in
All my past transgressions wiped clean hallelujah hallelujah wiped clean from sin

The tender pain I calmly downplay How I am cleaved in two by a friend
And now I am wondering what ensues the question "What do we do? What happens now?"

Gaddammit This shit is hard

I am thinking about repercussions
That extra twang you hear when an in-experienced orchestra performs
It reverberates throughout the day ooh yeah yeah with time, it steals away