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