War Face | Lowell

I got my bourbon

I got my jacket

I won't be hurting

I wear my war face

I know this song is about dealing with an ex. But I think it's about dealing with anyone that pushes you to "that point". That point where you feel pushed to the point where you feel like you need to push back. But you don't. At least I don't.

I wear my war face

I rarely push back. I rarely respond to people's bullshit.

I rarely tell the asshole boyfriend who treats me like shit that he's a piece of shit.

I rarely tell the "friend" that puts their shit on me to back off.

I rarely tell the co-worker who doesn't listen to stop wasting my fucking time.

I rarely tell the guy who makes an unwelcome comment about my shirt to fuck off.

I wear my war face

Maybe I should. Maybe I speak up so I don't hold it in. Maybe I should speak up so they can know what I'm thinking. Maybe I should speak up so they know how far down the totem pole they are (if on it at all).

But I don't.  Sometimes it's because I'm scared of what will happen when I do. Sometimes I'm being polite as fuck. But the rest of the time I just don't give enough of a fuck about them to waste my time.

So I say nothing. But they know something's off.

Because they can see it on my face.