歌詞

Another morning, same piano tone

Another lonely voice on the radio

A little broken, but not too much

Just enough pain for a gentle touch

Pretty sadness, safe despair

Nothing too sharp, nothing too bare

Everybody bleeds in a careful way

So no one has to look away

“You are enough,” they sing again

Like a spell dressed up as medicine

But even that line, soft and clear

Sounds like something I’ve learned to fear

Four minutes made to make me cry

A perfect light in a perfect lie

Every feeling neatly framed

So no one has to take the blame

Well made tears

Fall over the city tonight

A melody dressed like someone’s truth

But polished too clean to bite

I pretend it cuts I pretend I’m healed

But nothing ever moves Nothing ever feels real

That perfect chorus passes through me

Too bright, too clean, too near

I’m still standing in the silence

Wondering what I’m supposed to feel

Modulation means hope

Falsetto means prayer

Drop the drums before the last chorus

Now it sounds like someone cares

They never say “obey”

But they teach me how to breathe

With a smile so soft

It almost looks like belief

Dreams, tears, dawn You, me, tomorrow

Shuffle the words And call it a new sorrow

Tie a ribbon on a scar

Give the pain a pretty name

Put somebody’s loneliness

On the ranking chart again

Well made tears

Fall over the city tonight

A melody dressed like someone’s truth

But polished too clean to bite

I pretend it cuts I pretend I’m healed

But nothing ever moves Nothing ever feels real

Those shining words are getting louder

Covering what I used to hear

I’m still standing in the silence

Wondering what I’m supposed to believe

Crying chords Shiny words

Pause before the hook That’s how it works

Show your weakness Sing your strength

But even weakness has a proper shape

No one’s wrong That’s why it fades

No one falls That’s why it’s safe

“This song is only for you”

“This song is made for everyone”

Two signs hanging side by side

Waiting for the numbers to come

A lie that sounds honest A pressure that feels kind

A perfect little wound With no blood left behind

They say that music should be free

Then tell me what freedom should be

I’m clapping inside a beautiful cage

Well made tears

Fall over the city tonight

A melody dressed like someone’s truth

But polished too clean to bite

I pretend it cuts I pretend I’m healed

But nothing ever moves Nothing ever feels real

Still I keep looking

For a voice that wasn’t designed

For a song with crooked edges

For a crack they didn’t hide

It doesn’t have to shine It doesn’t have to save

I just want one broken sound That refuses to behave

I’m still here Waiting to hear

Something that stays When the chorus disappears