You know this part(Unplugged)

[Spoken Intro] You've never heard this one. That's kind of the point. [Verse 1] You know my face from photographs, the songs, the jokes between the lines. You know which chorus gets me quiet; you don't know what was under mine. I know you as a room of faces, half in shadow, half in light. I don't know what you walked in carrying or what followed you here tonight. [Pre-Chorus] Then one line lands and half the room forgets to breathe. A hundred different lives go quiet in the same four beats as me. [Chorus] You know this part you don't need the words. You know this part you know where it hurts. So sing it back to me like it's always been yours. You know this part you don't need the words. [Instrumental] [Verse 2] I wrote one line about one person, thought I knew what it was for. Then somebody found their whole damn life in the line I nearly cut before. That's the strange thing about a song: once it gets out of your hands, you can spend a year explaining it and still not know where it lands. Someone laughs at what broke you. Someone cries at your throwaway line. Turns out songs are pretty bad at remembering whose life was mine. [Pre-Chorus 2] So if one line lands and I see you look away, I don't need the missing details. You've already said enough that way. [Chorus] You know this part you don't need the words. You know this part you know where it hurts. So sing it back to me like it's always been yours. You know this part you don't need the words. [Post-Chorus] You know this part. You know this part. Oh-oh... you know this part. [Instrumental — Acoustic Guitar] [Bridge] A song won't fix your life. Mine didn't. It won't make a hard thing fair. It won't change what already happened because a stranger put a melody there. But sometimes a room full of people who don't know each other's names can take one little piece of language and somehow mean the same thing. [Pause] I don't need your whole confession. You don't need mine. You know this part. Yeah. I thought you might. [Build] [Final Chorus] You know this part now you know the words. You knew this part before I ever wrote a word. So sing it back to me like it always was yours. You know this part I don't think it's mine anymore. [Final refrain] You know this part. You know this part.