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letra de exit wounds - weglobe

[verse 1]
they don’t tell you ’bout the quiet when the last guest goes home
when the echoes of the music are the only sound you own
they don’t mention how the sequins look like tears on the floor
or how a locked stage door feels like a final, closing door
i packed my life in cardboard boxes, taped them shut with care
each one holding pieces of the girl who used to live there

[chorus]
and these exit wounds, they’re deeper than they show
the price of love you have to learn to let go
it’s the ghost in every mirror, the name i can’t erase
the permanent reminder of this hollow, empty sp-ce
yes, these exit wounds, they’re a souvenir of then
the beautiful, expensive cost of knowing when
to walk away from something, even though it’s k!lling you
’cause staying would have been the death of everything i knew

[verse 2]
i drive past the old theater, it’s lit up for a new name
and i wonder if she’s in my dressing room, playing the same game
of smiling through the heartache, of faking being fine
if she’s trading all her tomorrows for that momentary shine
i press down on the accelerator, leave it in the past
knowing that the brightest fires are never meant to last
[chorus]
’cause these exit wounds, they’re deeper than they show
the price of love you have to learn to let go
it’s the ghost in every mirror, the name i can’t erase
the permanent reminder of this hollow, empty sp-ce
yes, these exit wounds, they’re a souvenir of then
the beautiful, expensive cost of knowing when
to walk away from something, even though it’s k!lling you
’cause staying would have been the death of everything i knew

[bridge]
they say what doesn’t k!ll you makes you stronger, but that’s a lie
it just leaves you different, with a new and watchful eye
you learn to love the scars, the places where you bled
the evidence you listened to the voice inside your head
that said, “baby, save yourself, this isn’t worth the cost.”
even when you know exactly what you’ve lost

[final chorus]
and these exit wounds, they’re deeper than they show!
the price of love i had to learn to let go!
it’s the ghost in every mirror, the name i can’t erase!
the permanent reminder of this hollow, empty sp-ce!
yes, these exit wounds, they’re a souvenir of then!
the beautiful, expensive cost of knowing when!
to walk away from something, even though it was k!lling me!
’cause staying would have been the death of everything i’d be!
[outro]
exit wounds…
my proof i chose to survive…
my proof i’m still alive…

- weglobe

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