Kevlar. Letra

Ghosts I probably should've dropped off

Shaking like a soldier, head bowed at your door
Stop me if I'm rambling, if you've heard this one before
Body full of cotton, lips all chapped and blue
Tell me that you miss me like I don't miss me too

I don't think I'm, I don't think I'm bulletproof
I don't think I'm, I don't think I'm bulletproof

Stiff drink
Walk me closer to the edge now
Take the line in my hand, play double-dutch
Oh, lover, I'm afraid that I fucked it up, mmm
Where can I find the force you fell in love with?

I don't think I'm, I don't think I'm bulletproof
I don't think I'm, I don't think I'm bulletproof

Another convalescent, too skinny for his clothes
But you promised no fighting, so I won't if you won't
And anyway, I'm tired of how my hands look in fists
Of shadow-boxing failure if failure always wins