(Verse 1)
The words are right there on the tip of my tongue
A cutting remark, a battle half-won
I hear the opinion, misguided and loud
And silently rise above the gathering crowd.
My knuckles are white, my jaw is set tight,
As I hold back the anger with all of my might.
(Chorus)
Oh, the silence is heavy, a difficult art
Of biting my tongue and guarding my heart.
It's an immense self-control that they'll never see
The chaos contained, the quiet within me.
A show of restraint for the comfort of others,
The hardest performance I ever uncover.
(Verse 2)
You spill your complaints in a long, weary stream
About things I could fix, or so it would seem.
I could offer a truth that might sting for a while,
But I plaster my face with a patient, small smile.
I listen intently, I nod when you pause,
Ignoring the urge to rewrite the laws.
(Chorus)
Oh, the silence is heavy, a difficult art
Of biting my tongue and guarding my heart.
It's an immense self-control that they'll never see
The chaos contained, the quiet within me.
A show of restraint for the comfort of others,
The hardest performance I ever uncover.
(Bridge)
Sometimes I wonder if they even know
The weeds that I'm pulling so nothing will grow.
The harsh, bitter honesty, clipped at the root,
Replaced by the gentle and delicate fruit.
It's not that I'm weak, it's that I choose peace,
From the burden of judgment, I grant you release.
(Chorus)
Oh, the silence is heavy, a difficult art
Of biting my tongue and guarding my heart.
It's an immense self-control that they'll never see
The chaos contained, the quiet within me.
A show of restraint for the comfort of others,
The hardest performance I ever uncover.
(Outro)
Yes, I uncover the grace, I swallow the fire.
My immense self-restraint is what you inspire.
I breathe in the air... and I let it all go.
No, I won't say a word... and you'll never know