[Intro]
...I keep hearing it...
[Hook]
Blow back, head tap
One little click and the static goes black
Blow back, head tap
I don't even argue no more, I just nod back
Blow back, head tap
The thought got manners, it waits till I'm calm
Then it leans in real gentle like "you don't gotta stay long"
[Verse 1]
Brushing my teeth and it shows up in the mirror
Not loud, not dramatic, just standing there clearer
Than anything else in the room
Says "you could be done by this afternoon"
I spit the toothpaste, I rinse, I pretend
That I didn't just have that conversation again
Put on the clothes that don't fit how they used to
Walk out the door like the thought didn't choose me
Traffic don't move and the thought starts to hum
Low and polite like it's offering gum
"Wouldn't it be easier if you just...?"
I turn the radio up but the signal is dust
[Hook]
Blow back, head tap
One little click and the static goes black
Blow back, head tap
I don't even argue no more, I just nod back
Blow back, head tap
The thought got manners, it waits till I'm calm
Then it leans in real gentle like "you don't gotta stay long"
[Verse 2]
The blow back is what keeps the chamber from closing
The mess it'd leave, the people who'd notice
The phone calls, the questions, the "why didn't he say"
The version of me that still gives a fuck won't go away
So I negotiate daily with a gun in my head
That don't even need bullets, it lives off the dread
Of waking up tomorrow still having to fight
The same polite offer to turn off the lights
I laugh at the right jokes, I answer the texts
I hold the people I love like I'm taking bets
On whether today is the day that I fold
And the thought just smiles 'cause it already knows
[Bridge]
(slower, almost spoken, voice cracking)
And the scariest part ain't the thought anymore
It's how soft it's getting when it knocks on the door
How I'm starting to answer like we're old friends
How "not today" is getting harder to send
How part of me's tired of being the hero
In a story that don't even want me as the lead role
[Hook]
Blow back, head tap
One little click and the static goes black
Blow back, head tap
I don't even argue no more, I just nod back
Blow back, head tap
The thought got manners, it waits till I'm calm
Then it leans in real gentle like "you don't gotta stay long"
[Outro]
Blow back...
Head tap...
Yeah...
Maybe tomorrow...
Maybe not...