The Way You Cry at Game Shows
I will be the one to tell you something
You haven't heard yet
But I feel nothing when you're beside me
And you're always beside me
Beside me
There's something surprising
I am the dust between your thumb and your finger
I am the tension in the air
When your voice lingers
And I am the smoke in the room
Until I fade
Out of view
And we're nothing conspiring
Nothing inspiring
Nothing reminding
Nothing dividing
Nothing deciding
You haven't heard yet
But I feel nothing when you're beside me
And you're always beside me
Beside me
There's something surprising
I am the dust between your thumb and your finger
I am the tension in the air
When your voice lingers
And I am the smoke in the room
Until I fade
Out of view
And we're nothing conspiring
Nothing inspiring
Nothing reminding
Nothing dividing
Nothing deciding
Credits
Writer(s): Madeleine Young
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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