Whine Like a Warning Sign

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V5.5

Verse 1
Your voice walks in before you do,
Scratching every wall inside the room.
Every word drips like a siren cry,
And I’m just trying not to lose my mind.

You got a way of turning air to noise,
Like peace was something you had to destroy.
Do you ever hear yourself out loud?
Or do you just perform for the crowd?

Pre-Chorus
I bite my tongue, I count to ten,
But here you go again, again.
If I acted like you do,
Would anybody stay in the room?

Chorus
Your voice is like nails on a chalkboard,
Dragging down my spine till I can’t take more.
Do you know how to speak
Without whining all the time?
If I acted like you,
No one would stand by my side.

You turn every little thing into a war,
I’m not your audience anymore.
Your voice is like nails on a chalkboard,
And I’m walking out the door.

Verse 2
You complain like it’s oxygen,
Like misery is your favorite friend.
Every sentence has a victim crown,
And somehow you’re always breaking down.

I’m not cruel, I’m just exhausted,
Tired of paying what your drama costed.
You want attention, you want control,
But I’m not here to soothe your soul.

Pre-Chorus
I’ve been patient, I’ve been kind,
But you keep crossing every line.
If I copied your attitude,
You’d hate me for acting just like you.

You turn every little thing into a war,
I’m not your audience anymore.
Your voice is like nails on a chalkboard,
And I’m walking out the door.

Bridge
Maybe silence scares you,
Maybe peace feels strange.
Maybe every calm thing
Makes you want to rearrange.

But I’m not your mirror,
I’m not your punching bag.
I’m done shrinking myself
So you can have the last laugh.

Final Chorus
Your voice is like nails on a chalkboard,
I can’t live under that sound anymore.
Learn how to speak
Without tearing people down,
Without making every room
Feel like it’s burning to the ground.

If I acted like you,
No one would want me near.
So I’m choosing my peace,
And I’m disappearing from here.

Outro
Your voice is like nails on a chalkboard,
But I don’t have to listen anymore.

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Verse 1 Your voice walks in before you do, Scratching every wall inside the room. Every word drips like a siren cry, And I’m just trying not to lose my mind. You got a way of turning air to noise, Like peace was something you had to destroy. Do you ever hear yourself out loud? Or do you just perform for the crowd? Pre-Chorus I bite my tongue, I count to ten, But here you go again, again. If I acted like you do, Would anybody stay in the room? Chorus Your voice is like nails on a chalkboard, Dragging down my spine till I can’t take more. Do you know how to speak Without whining all the time? If I acted like you, No one would stand by my side. You turn every little thing into a war, I’m not your audience anymore. Your voice is like nails on a chalkboard, And I’m walking out the door. Verse 2 You complain like it’s oxygen, Like misery is your favorite friend. Every sentence has a victim crown, And somehow you’re always breaking down. I’m not cruel, I’m just exhausted, Tired of paying what your drama costed. You want attention, you want control, But I’m not here to soothe your soul. Pre-Chorus I’ve been patient, I’ve been kind, But you keep crossing every line. If I copied your attitude, You’d hate me for acting just like you. Chorus Your voice is like nails on a chalkboard, Dragging down my spine till I can’t take more. Do you know how to speak Without whining all the time? If I acted like you, No one would stand by my side. You turn every little thing into a war, I’m not your audience anymore. Your voice is like nails on a chalkboard, And I’m walking out the door. Bridge Maybe silence scares you, Maybe peace feels strange. Maybe every calm thing Makes you want to rearrange. But I’m not your mirror, I’m not your punching bag. I’m done shrinking myself So you can have the last laugh. Final Chorus Your voice is like nails on a chalkboard, I can’t live under that sound anymore. Learn how to speak Without tearing people down, Without making every room Feel like it’s burning to the ground. If I acted like you, No one would want me near. So I’m choosing my peace, And I’m disappearing from here. Outro Your voice is like nails on a chalkboard, But I don’t have to listen anymore.

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