Текст песни: Bijou Phillips. Polite.

And even my head, playing it's part
It's not time, we can't get away with it
Even my heart, playing my head holding time
Just to get away with it

It don't matter what we think of
It don't matter what we try
I'd even lay my life down
Just to cross that line

It don't matter what I say to you
It don't matter if I cry
The silence of the evening
Sweet as suicide

And even my life couldn't suffice
It's not polite all right
And if I could lie to you
I'll deny it every time
Willingly apt to fall for you
Beginning to

It don't matter what we think of it
It don't matter what we try
I'd even lay my life down
Just to cross that line

Don't matter what I say to you
It don't matter if I cry
The silence of the evening
The sweetest suicide

It don't matter what we think of it
It don't matter what we're tryin'
I'd even lay my life down
Just to cross the line

Don't matter what I say to you
It don't matter if I cry
The silence of the evening
The sweetest suicide

It don't matter what I think of it
It don't matter what we try
I'd even lay my life down
Just to cross the line

It don't matter what I say to you
It don't matter if I cry
The silence of the evening
The sweetest suicide