The Hard Part (feat. Shawnee Kilgore)

The circumstance of liquor flowing through me now

It is making me consider what i'm gonna say in an hour

I will get the cab fair if you're no good to drive

Is your house key ready, can I come inside

It's a fine, fine line

Between the beat and the break of a heart

I guess that's by design

And that's the hard part

I like the inside jokes and how they move your mouth

In the dirty neon glow and how you say them loud

To the ghosts in the alley dancing for the moon

My steps are getting messy I hope you catch me soon

It's a fine, fine line

Between the beat and the break of a heart

I guess that's by design

And that's the hard part

It's a complicated echo where the veins intertwine

Do we hold or do we let go, do we answer the reply

We stretch a string across a canyon, an aluminum divide

We are tin can companions, and still we're tongue tied

Still we're tongue tied

Still we're tongue tied

Still we're tongue tied