Roll With The Punches

[Verse 1: Taylor Goldsmith]

The separation was symmetrical

They both retreated to their sides

Drawing lists of demands

And muddy lines in the sand

Trying out their separate lives

Most of the damage was collateral

But still inspired some debate

On all the principles of why all the people we love

Are the same ones we could also hate

[Chorus]

You just roll with the punches

Until you can’t feel a thing

You just roll with the punches

Aww yeah

[Verse 2]

The separation was logistical

Deciding what belongs to whom

How dying love manifests

In a rug or a chest

The decorations of a room

Every promise was negotiable

Most of all the ones they made alone

What she finally forgave

What he’ll take to his grave

Learning how to not pick up the phone

[Chorus]

You just roll with the punches

Until you can’t feel a thing

You just roll with the punches

Aww yeah

[Instrumental Interlude]

[Bridge]

He starts existing as a miracle

A band of static right behind your eyes

That you filter everything through

Without knowing you do

A past and future synthesized

[Chorus]

You just roll with the punches

Until you can’t feel a thing

You just roll with the punches

Aww yeah

You just roll with the punches

Until you can’t feel a thing

You just roll with the punches

Aww yeah