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Verse 1

Trip and Grace in an apartment in a painted smile

Those old Manhattan lights, they've lived there for a while

Wine glass trembling in my careful hand

“Welcome, friend… glad you came again”

I brought them together in union... All those years ago today...

Candles burning, polished wood

Everything pretending good

Little laughs that scrape the wall

Hear the cracks beneath it all

Was thinking they'd still fall in love

Trip pours bourbon, stiff and proud

“Don’t talk so loud”

Grace is a pretty thing

Watching this stings

Pretty couch, a staged embrace

Something rotting in this place

Yeah…

Pre-Chorus

Speak too soft — speak too late

Smile thin — don’t move fast

You can feel the marriage crack

Chorus

Grace, Grace, Grace!

Something broken in her face

Grace, Grace, Grace!

Trip keeps shouting through her face

Oh, Grace

Grace, Grace, Grace!

Love’s not their embrace

Grace, Grace, Grace!

Nothing holy in this place

Grace!

Grace!

Grace!

Verse 2

Portrait hanging by the stair

Perfect couple frozen there

Trip says, “Things are going fine”

Grace just laps into the wine

“Remember Italy?”

“You mean the mess?”

Subtle cuts

Truth is crawling through their guts

Table shaking, voices climb

Old resentments keeping time

“You’re impossible!”

“You’re predictable!”

Why do you have to listen to him?

Yeah…

Pre-Chorus

Speak too clear — speak too wrong

Suddenly the night grows long

Just an old friend in silence, and I'm stuck in place

What I would do to protect... Poor Grace...

Chorus

Grace, Grace, Grace!

Something burning in her veins

Grace, Grace, Grace!

Trip just laughs to hide the pain

Grace, Grace, Grace!

Glass reflections split the frame

Grace, Grace, Grace!

No one leaving quite the same

Grace!

Grace!

Grace!

Bridge

Door locked

Voices climb

Been here so long

Trip says everything’s just fine

Grace sighs

Shakes her head

“Everything we had is dead.”

"This shit is through!"

"What did I ever do to you!?"

Footsteps pacing on the floor

Truth leaking through the door

I just sit still — I say nothing... At all...

Breakdown

Trip!

Grace!

Trip!

Grace!

“You don’t understand!”

“You never had a plan!”

Trip!

Grace!

Final Chorus

Grace, Grace, Grace!

Tears collapsing through the face

Grace, Grace, Grace!

Just want to get her out of this place

Grace, Grace, Grace!

All the masks they can’t replace

Grace, Grace, Grace!

Love just died inside this place

Grace…

Grace…

Grace…