Lyrics
We've learned the art of keeping secrets better than anyone.
We excel at keeping secrets, perhaps better than anyone else.
Woe.
An expression of grief or distress.
We've become the clashing cymbal in your ear while you say,
We have become an irritating disturbance, symbolized by clashing cymbals, as you express distress ("Woe").
“Woe”.
Reiteration of a cry of grief or distress ("Woe").
Our hearts don't bleed like they should. Our hands don't do any good.
Our emotions and actions are lacking the expected intensity and impact.
So how can I convince anyone of anything? Like…
Expressing difficulty in persuading others due to a perceived lack of credibility.
They bought cheap wine and replaced the tag.
A reference to deceptive behavior, using cheap wine with a replaced tag as a metaphor.
I’m just trying to help you see.
An attempt to assist someone in gaining insight or understanding.
I could spend my time perfecting lines, trying to help you see.
Considering the option of investing time in refining communication to aid understanding.
But we shatter like glass all over their hands
Describing a vulnerability where the speaker and their intentions break apart like shattered glass.
and they touch their eyes, they touch their eyes. We shatter like glass!
Elaborating on the impact of the shattering, emphasizing how it affects others.
Our love turns into everything that we like.
Love transforms into things that are desirable or enjoyable.
We gather our hate in bundles and still try to say…
Accumulating negative emotions but still attempting to communicate.
They bought cheap wine and replaced the tag.
Reiteration of deceptive behavior, replacing tags on cheap wine.
I’m just trying to help you see.
A repetition of the desire to assist in gaining understanding.
I could spend my time perfecting lines, trying to help you see.
Considering the possibility of investing time in improving communication.
But we shatter like glass all over their hands
Reiterating the vulnerability, likening it to shattering like glass on others' hands.
and they touch their eyes, they touch their eyes. We shatter like glass!
Highlighting the consequences of the shattering, affecting others who touch their eyes.
We've become the white-washed tombs you've heard about.
Comparing themselves to white-washed tombs, suggesting an outward appearance that conceals inner issues.
We are Pharisees, white-washed Pharisees.
Identifying with Pharisees, implying hypocrisy or a lack of genuine spirituality.
We shatter like glass.
Reiteration of the vulnerability, emphasizing the fragility and breakability like glass.
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