The Way You Play Lyrics

o' you have not been unwell

you mistake the feeling
a m***led alarm bell

nausea

behind every mouth there's

a sick tongue to be pulled

a blackened milktooth

a melody unhummed

and so we go

over our black breath in the sun

if you lose the taste for
to unsing what you sung

you speak as if

it all makes a difference

a dumb tongue to be pulled

a blackened milktooth

a melody unhummed

the way you play
o' sleep in my useless one

you know come the morning

we'll stagger the long run

nausea

i owe it nothing

yet pay it through the teeth

it's not meant to feel good

at least it doesn't change

the way you play