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