LYRIC
When I speak the words aren’t heard
Its all in the past
This is not an exercise in being nice
My voice is just a whispering
Some words are meant to die
I never said that I’m the one only your last
Couldn’t help but realize you’re just being nice
All I needed was to be the spark that’s in your eyes
But my voice is just a whispering
Some words are meant to die
I’ve got nothing that’s left to defend you’ve taken it all back
It’s never easy when you’re the only that understands
And still my voice’s a whispering
Some words are meant to die [Chorus] The sharp edge of love cuts like a blunt knife
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