Couple chinks to the armor Couple things was on the brink but couldn't garner This for the times that we couldn't shout Now I scream what it all is Let these feelings out Tired of the closeted shit Bottled in, was them quirks Bottled in, was the hen Couple pigs, coming in A couple nigs on them shirts When I realize I cause hurt I renege and reimburse How I'm bleeding into your arms And it don't hurt, girl Bleeding in your arms Your smile hurts the worse I'm gleaming in your arms How you telling me it won't hurt And that's okay It's just a couple chinks to the armor Baby, you can't harm a self harmer A self harmer Couple chinks to the armor, nigga You can't harm a self harmer Cause what you did to me What I've done to myself Is way worse And it hurts That you did this to me Oh no, no I'm hurt, I'm hurt