Whisper

[Verse 1] It's my arms that wrap you up nice It's my arms, my arms, baby Small rooms with record exec types Whisper away my future lately [Pre-Chorus] I'll introduce you to producers I'll write your songs and make them way damn shorter [Chorus] I'm so confused This industry has made me cold, you'll find I trusted you to make me shine bright This is almost getting old [Verse 2] Shock me with fear it's taking longer Blood sweat and years will make me way damn stronger It's my words that fail to give insight I blame you, blame me, baby [Chorus] I'm so confused This industry has made me cold, you'll find I trusted you to make me shine bright This is almost getting old It suits me just fine (x2) [Bridge](x2) This is the package I'm sending These are the clothes that I'm wearing These are the words that I'm saying These are the notes that they're playing [Pre-Chorus] I'll introduce you to producers I'll write your songs and make them way damn shorter [Chorus] I'm so confused This industry has made me cold, you'll find I trusted you to make me shine bright This is almost getting old And it suits me just fine