[Male 1:] I’ve been pacing through the hallway with the words stuck in my teeth, Every time I try to say them, they collapse before I breathe. You keep asking if I’m fine like you don’t hear the warning signs, But the quiet in the room is drawing faultlines through my mind. [Male 2:] You keep talking like you’re steady but your voice is shaking through, Every answer that you give me sounds like something breaking loose. You’ve been hiding all your tremors like you’re scared to let them show, But the cracks are getting louder and I think you already know. [Male 1 & Male 2:] We’re circling the truth again, Pretending we’re okay, But every word we’re swallowing Is shifting us away. [Male 1:] I don’t wanna be the reason that the ground gives out tonight, But I’m tired of pretending that the pressure feels alright. [Male 2:] If we keep avoiding everything we’re terrified to say, Then the faultline underneath us is gonna split in every way. [Male 1 & Male 2:] We’re circling the truth again, Pretending we’re okay, But every word we’re swallowing Is shifting us away. [Male 1:] I feel the floor beneath us bending— [Male 2:] I hear the cracks beneath our feet— [Male 1:] I’m scared of what will happen when— [Male 2:] We finally let it speak— [Male 1 & Male 2:] But maybe breaking open Is the only way we heal. [Male 1 & Male 2:] We’re circling the truth again, Pretending we’re okay, But every word we’re swallowing Is shifting us away. [Male 1:] I think the faultline’s calling— [Male 2:] And maybe that’s our sign— [Male 1 & Male 2:] To stop the conversation And finally cross the line.
