Bite Your Tongue, Hard

You always try to remember
The feeling of the soreness, for when it gets better

And who would even guess you have any regrets?
You bite your tongue hard cause it’s already red

And I can see the table like a fire, set
Where everything changes, but nothing’s said
We can’t make answers, but we can make room
We tear it apart just to have something to do

Encourage bad behavior
Tell your friends that you’ll see them in hell
Cause the worst form of punishment you could think of
Is having the place to yourself