Zero Tolerance Drum Policy

Blindfolded and back to the door
I'm sitting silent with these open arms
Ready to strangle me
Cut the air out entirely

Every time I see your face, the space between
Always tends to suffocate you and me
Maybe we can start with the weather, just maybe
Then say what we have to say whenever, or maybe not

Thought you should know it's not okay with me
The way you walked away
Colder shoulders chill to the bone, the way you left me feeling disowned
I want you to know I wouldn't give it up

Hark, hark, a knock at the door
Who goes there, someone from before
I was unstable
Let me bring that to the table

Every time I see your face, the space between
Always tends to suffocate you and me
Maybe we can start with the weather, just maybe
Then say what we have to say whenever, or maybe not

Thought you should know it's not okay with me
The way you walked away
Colder shoulders chill to the bone, the way you left me feeling disowned
I want you to know I wouldn't give it up