slate. (picking up your pieces)

It takes a lot of a lot

Out of you, out of anyone

You chose to go through it

Chose to pretend

Watching you fade in that spot

The same one that we left you in

Oh no, it's fine

I'm just picking up your pieces again

It finally dawned on me

You got the short end of the stick this time

I've been thinking to myself

About how you lost it all somehow

Play these games with our lives

For the sake of yours

You've got a lot of nerve

You've got a lot of nerve

Growing up with that strain is not what we deserved

You've got a lot of nerve

You've got a lot of nerve

I had to force myself to change

I had to make my mind erase

All the pain and memories

Now there's nothing left to say

We can't go back now

Cause your silence is so loud

I thought you knew me so well

You said you knew me so well

And all these things I can't unlearn

Are amplifying all the hurt

And all these things I can't unlearn

Are amplifying all the hurt

Play these games with our lives

For the sake of yours

You've got a lot of nerve

You've got a lot of nerve

Growing up with that strain is not what we deserved

You've got a lot of nerve

You've got a lot of nerve

And all these things I can't unlearn

Are amplifying all the hurt

You've got a lot of nerve

You've got a lot of nerve

And all these things I can't unlearn

Are amplifying all the hurt

You've got a lot of nerve

I've been thinking to myself

About how you lost it all somehow

You've got a lot of nerve

Oh no, it's fine

I'm just picking up your pieces again