[Intro] Brand new roll in my coat Tucked low Heart gone cold (oh no) [Verse 1] I got a brand new roll of duct tape Snapped seal, peel edge in the truck safe Pop trunk by the creek in the dark rain Name carved in the dirt like a blood stain Sharpened shovel from that backwoods store East side, rust sign on the warped door They sell masks, chains, blades on the floor Folks whisper when I walk in for more Used up rope in a milk crate, frayed Same rope saw the last promise I made Knot tied like the hate in my veins I been tracing your lies in my brain You laughed when I begged you to stay You spit on the pieces of faith I buried my heart in a shallow red grave Now I’m digging it up for your name [Chorus] Oh no Brand new roll of duct tape Hear my steps in the hallway, too late Oh no Sharpened shovel in my grip, no joke You hurt me the most I’ma turn you to a ghost Oh no Got this used up rope and a list Every word that you said, every kiss Oh no Yeah, I probably lost all hope But tonight you gonna swing from this hope-soap rope [Verse 2] Headlights off on a dead-end lane Mismatched plates, no trace on the frame Breath fog on the glass, I’m calm Thumb hugs steel on the safety’s charm Gloves on, duct tape teeth go rip That sound sing louder than a choir in a crypt Flashback to your hand on his thigh That laugh you swore was a lie Now it’s boot prints, boot prints in the mud Shovel edge kissing on the flood Tree roots watching like a crowd in a ring Wind hum low like it know what I bring I ain’t praying for my own damn soul I’m just pacing out the graveyard holes If love was a trial, you lied on the oath Now vengeance the only thing I hold close [Chorus] Oh no Brand new roll of duct tape Hear my steps in the hallway, too late Oh no Sharpened shovel in my grip, no joke You hurt me the most I’ma turn you to a ghost Oh no Got this used up rope and a list Every word that you said, every kiss Oh no Yeah, I probably lost all hope But tonight you gonna swing from this hope-soap rope [Bridge] [beat drops to low bass and whisper ad-libs] You called it love, I call it bait You called it fate, I call it fake You called it “baby, it’s a phase” I call it digging where you lay (oh no) Truck bed rattling, tools all clank Your voice in my head getting faint I don’t need peace, I don’t need grace Just a fresh-dug hole and your name on the place [Chorus] Oh no Brand new roll of duct tape Hear my steps in the hallway, too late Oh no Sharpened shovel in my grip, no joke You hurt me the most I’ma turn you to a ghost Oh no Got this used up rope and a list Every word that you said, every kiss Oh no Yeah, I probably lost all hope But I’m smiling while I tighten that hope-soap rope
