My mouth sews shut all on its own No need for hands to shut it closed He likes to listen before he goes So we sit and listen to lost echoes "Go out outside, we'll get new starts" But to make new friends just asks a lot Don't like to speak too much out there So we listen across the room and stare Ooh, ooh And we know it's easier To cut out common sense And yeah it's easier To nod and play pretend But ain't it easier To take whatever's left, Whatever's left Is left Is ours Whatever's left Is left Is ours My mouth sews shut all on its own I'll finally scream when we're alone Well he likes to listen before he goes So we sit and listen to lost echoes So we sit and listen to lost echoes