Sugar on the Knife

You show up late

Cherry gloss and a paper smile

Posting your pain

In a caption that cracks

“I’m fine”

We laugh too loud

Over secrets we never touch

You say you’re tired

But you stay till it all goes hush

I see your hands shake

Hidden in your coat

Joking ’bout the things that almost took you home

You say you’re “just playing”

But I hear you praying

Sugar on the knife

You’re sweet on the edge (hey!)

Dancing on the table like the floor’s a ledge

Laugh it off

Laugh it off

Call it “just my life”

You’re so alive with a look that’s tired

Burning like a party that’s caught on fire

A little bit of heaven on the way to goodnight

Sugar on the knife

You text “I’m bored”

Whole phone full of almost-crying

You change the board

Every time that the truth starts sliding

You pour one more

Say it helps you to “clear your head”

But your smile’s worn thin

Like the sheets on your unmade bed

You throw your dark thoughts into plastic cups

Say it tastes lighter when you dress it up

You say you’re “just joking”

But your eyes are open

Sugar on the knife

You’re sweet on the edge (woah)

Dancing on the table like the floor’s a ledge

Laugh it off

Laugh it off

Call it “just my life”

You’re so alive with a look that’s tired

Burning like a party that’s caught on fire

A little bit of heaven on the way to goodnight

Sugar on the knife

Do you ever get quiet

When the lights go dim?

Does the mirror get heavy

When you stare at your skin?

If you’re scared of the silence

I can sing through the night (through the night)

I can hold your shaking

Till the dark feels light (oh)

Sugar on the knife

We’re sweet on the edge

Dancing on the table

Every step a ledge

Laugh it off

Laugh it off

Call it “just our life”

If you’re alive with your heart on fire

We can make a promise we’re not getting tired

A little bit of heaven just for staying alive

Sugar on the knife

Sugar on the knife