The Callus

I wasn't around when you were talking But I felt your teeth hit the back of my head I'll go outside the first day of winter I'll watch the snow change back over to rain I got a blister on the way down I got a blister from that sound And the voice, the snow on my shoe I got a blister on the way down I got a blister from that sound From that sound And I tried to shake off all the cold on my hands I tried to make it out from the last of my plans There's a tiny gun pointed at my head If it doesn't fire, push it through Do you need to know now? Do you need to know now? Do you need to know now? Because I gotta know I got a blister on the way down This is callus, this is the callus I knew my fingers would find it somehow This is the callus, this is the callus