So Tired
Well it seems these days
we don't have that much to say
All the joy we used to have
has long been put away
The sweetness has turned sour
And those senses all run dry
And I can't even find me
A good reason to cry
I get so tired, you know I get so tired
You know I get so tired, so tired
We don't make love anymore
We're just going through the motions
All of this pretending
Puts a strain on our emotions
We always end up fighting
And that don't prove a thing
It's sad to think you were
Once my queen and I your king
I get so, you know I get so
You know I get so tired, so tired
You know, you know, you know
I get so, you know I get so
You know I get so tired, so tired
Stop playing these games with my heart
Don't you know that
They're tearing me apart
Down on my knees
I can't cope with it all
Oh, I wanna run away
Run away, run away
When I look at you, you look back at me
With eyes like empty sockets
You've taken all I've got
But you can have what's in my pockets
My car keys, a guitar pick
And a little bit of change
Who ever knew that loving
Could be such a strain
I get so tired, you know I get so
You know I get so tired, so tired
You know, you know, you know
I get so, you know I get so
You know I get so tired, so tired
we don't have that much to say
All the joy we used to have
has long been put away
The sweetness has turned sour
And those senses all run dry
And I can't even find me
A good reason to cry
I get so tired, you know I get so tired
You know I get so tired, so tired
We don't make love anymore
We're just going through the motions
All of this pretending
Puts a strain on our emotions
We always end up fighting
And that don't prove a thing
It's sad to think you were
Once my queen and I your king
I get so, you know I get so
You know I get so tired, so tired
You know, you know, you know
I get so, you know I get so
You know I get so tired, so tired
Stop playing these games with my heart
Don't you know that
They're tearing me apart
Down on my knees
I can't cope with it all
Oh, I wanna run away
Run away, run away
When I look at you, you look back at me
With eyes like empty sockets
You've taken all I've got
But you can have what's in my pockets
My car keys, a guitar pick
And a little bit of change
Who ever knew that loving
Could be such a strain
I get so tired, you know I get so
You know I get so tired, so tired
You know, you know, you know
I get so, you know I get so
You know I get so tired, so tired
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Writer(s): Alex Smith
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