If My Tongue Could Talk - The Reason

This tongue in me won’t sing, won’t speak

These lungs won’t breathe

And it’s getting to me

Those eyes can’t see what’s inside me

They try, but they can’t get it out

And it burns

And it permeates on the tip of my tongue

Not a liar, though I wish I was one

If I could sing these words, one thing

It burns, it stings

And it’s moving through me

So I decide to keep it inside

Hold tight.

Hold it 'til it’s too late

So spit it out!

As it permeates

As it suffocates me

On the tip of my tongue

As it burns

I can’t breathe

So it turns

And it suffocates in what’s left of my lungs

And it burns

And it permeates on what’s left of the tip of my tongue

Not a liar, though I wish I was one

I can’t speak