Split The Table

We pass the salt like a test

Smiles held tight in our chest

Your name lands hard in the room

Like a plate on the hardwood

Mom says, "Keep it polite"

Dad looks past me all night

And I still save you a seat

Even when you won't meet me

'Cause blood runs deep

But so do cuts

We know the rules

We just don't trust

Hands on the table

Truth in the air

One word away

From a flare-up there

Family, love, hate

Don't make me choose

Family, love, hate

I'm still tied to you

We break, we bend

Then we come back through

Family, love, hate

It still sounds like you

(It still sounds like you)

Your laugh cuts through the door

Then the silence wants more

Old photos face down in drawers

Like they know what we are for

My little brother asks why

Nobody says goodbye

And I lie with a straight face

Just to keep the peace in place

'Cause blood runs deep

But so do cuts

We know the rules

We just don't trust

Hands on the table

Truth in the air

One word away

From a flare-up there

Family, love, hate

Don't make me choose

Family, love, hate

I'm still tied to you

We break, we bend

Then we come back through

Family, love, hate

It still sounds like you

(It still sounds like you)

If I leave, I miss you

If I stay, I bruise

Same old house, same old hurt

Same hard truth

But under all this noise

There's a thread we hold

Torn at the edges

Still not letting go

Family, love, hate

Don't make me choose

Family, love, hate

I'm still tied to you

We break, we bend

Then we come back through

Family, love, hate

It still sounds like you

(It still sounds like you)