Roma White

You'll hurt yourself trying to smile
When there's still the taste of lament in your mouth
You'll twist a nerve just from the motion
It's an act we don't have to do

I can sit and just be here
And not have to be so terribly scared of silent air
Just a body in the room
The silence is scary, but it's a joke compared to talking to yourself
I'll sit and just be here

And when the dread finally shifts
Just enough for you to feel it's safe to talk again
I'll be an empty vase
For you to pour yourself in

Or I'll sit and just be here
And not have to be so terribly scared of silent air
Just a body in the room
The silence is scary, but it's a joke compared to talking to yourself
I'll sit and just be here

I can sit and just be here
And not have to be so terribly scared of silent air
And if all you'd like is a body in the room
The silence is scary, but it's a joke compared to talking to yourself

I'm empty whenever you're ready
Whenever, if ever
If you feel like you may want to let me in
Whenever, if ever