Undermine

[Intro: Watsky & Raquel Rodriguez] Undermine, undermine, undermine Undermine, undermine, undermine Undermine, undermine, undermine [Verse 1] I don't know, I don't know What to say, what to say Either fuck you or I'm sorry Guess it just depends on the day Sorry for the damage I did Fuck you for the years that we lost Maybe there's no saving us left But I still say I love you under my breath [Chorus: Watsky & Raquel Rodriguez] Undermine, undermine, undermine Under my breath Undermine, undermine Under my breath Undermine, undermine, undermine Under my breath Undermine, undermine [Verse 2: Watsky] All the walls, all the walls Rip 'em down, rip 'em down Every nail, every nail Pull 'em out, pull 'em out with your teeth I've been busy biting my tongue Now I got the bloodiest grin I hope you live a wonderful life But you're finished living under my skin [Chorus: Watsky & Raquel Rodriguez] Undermine, undermine, undermine Under my skin Undermine, undermine Under my skin Undermine, undermine, undermine Under my skin Undermine, undermine Under my skin Under my skin [Verse 3: Watsky] It's a pity a part of me's so petty My tendency is to pick at the old scabs Maybe you could forever be unready I'm not ready to say that there's no chance Take whatever is heavy and hold steady I'll be surfing the ebb and the flow Working on letting it go Looking for heaven above Living in heaven below Listen, I know that we're getting bigger I figure the clock is ticking, but if I'm digging and digging And hitting nothing but rock I'll be stopping until I'm useful I know that soon it'll become a possibility We're not gonna be meeting till we're at another funeral Had an epiphany, I know you're not my enemy And if I'm thinking different the distance'll be the death of me Destiny hasn't ever been part of my life philosophy But I believe in opening every window you find If your window's missing, you draw a frame on the side of the wall With a silver Sharpie and then you open it wide If it doesn't open, at least you know that you tried And what can you do but try? Maybe you and I were never meant to be tight But say that we were to live for a ten-century life You could always change your mind Right up to 999 [Outro: Watsky] Undermine, undermine, undermine Undermine, undermine Undermine, undermine, undermine Undermine, undermine