Roll With The Punches
The separation was symmetrical
They both retreated to their sides
Drawing lists of demands and muddy lines in the sand
Trying out their separate lives
Most of the damage was collateral
But still inspired some debate
On all the principles of why all the people we love
Are the same ones we can also hate
You just roll with the punches
Until you can't feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Aww, yeah
The separation was logistical
Deciding what belongs to whom
How dying love manifests in a rug or a chest
And decorations of a room
Every promise was negotiable
Most of all the ones they made alone
What she finally forgave, what he'll take to his grave
Learning how to not pick up the phone
You just roll with the punches
Until you can't feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Aww, yeah
He starts existing as a miracle
A band of static right behind your eyes
That you filter everything through without knowing you do
A past and future synthesized
You just roll with the punches
Until you can't feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Aww, yeah
Just roll with the punches
Until you can't feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Aww, yeah
They both retreated to their sides
Drawing lists of demands and muddy lines in the sand
Trying out their separate lives
Most of the damage was collateral
But still inspired some debate
On all the principles of why all the people we love
Are the same ones we can also hate
You just roll with the punches
Until you can't feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Aww, yeah
The separation was logistical
Deciding what belongs to whom
How dying love manifests in a rug or a chest
And decorations of a room
Every promise was negotiable
Most of all the ones they made alone
What she finally forgave, what he'll take to his grave
Learning how to not pick up the phone
You just roll with the punches
Until you can't feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Aww, yeah
He starts existing as a miracle
A band of static right behind your eyes
That you filter everything through without knowing you do
A past and future synthesized
You just roll with the punches
Until you can't feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Aww, yeah
Just roll with the punches
Until you can't feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Aww, yeah
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Writer(s): Taylor Goldsmith, Blake Mills
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