Eggshells
"2-3-4!"
(Yeaaahhhh)
Getting closer every day to my final destination
And I'm out of things to say
Another wordless conversation
But these people will never see
These thoughts that flow through my head
And they'll never understand
When I say, "Today I'd rather I be dead."
And I'm so tired of saying sorry
I'm having trouble finding out what I'm even sorry for
You'll try to ask, but I don't know
I'll say I'm sorry for your pain
But that won't make it go away
I'll say I'm sorry because I love you, but I'm insane
I'll say I'm sorry and I love you
But you think that I'm insane
She says I'm crazy
Well maybe I am
I don't know
But I'm not acting
No one can save me
Arms are tired and reaching out
It's so hard, so I never bother asking
No!
(Yeaaahhhh!)
And I could word things so poetic
Exactly as you like
Here I'm running out of steam
Out of steam and out of time
Have you tried waking up?
It's harder getting out of bed
But not as hard as dealing with all of those truthful things you said
She says I'm crazy
Well maybe I am
I don't know
But I'm not acting
No one can save me
Arms are tired and reaching out
It's so hard, so I never bother asking
It's so hard
(Yeaaahhhh)
Getting closer every day to my final destination
And I'm out of things to say
Another wordless conversation
But these people will never see
These thoughts that flow through my head
And they'll never understand
When I say, "Today I'd rather I be dead."
And I'm so tired of saying sorry
I'm having trouble finding out what I'm even sorry for
You'll try to ask, but I don't know
I'll say I'm sorry for your pain
But that won't make it go away
I'll say I'm sorry because I love you, but I'm insane
I'll say I'm sorry and I love you
But you think that I'm insane
She says I'm crazy
Well maybe I am
I don't know
But I'm not acting
No one can save me
Arms are tired and reaching out
It's so hard, so I never bother asking
No!
(Yeaaahhhh!)
And I could word things so poetic
Exactly as you like
Here I'm running out of steam
Out of steam and out of time
Have you tried waking up?
It's harder getting out of bed
But not as hard as dealing with all of those truthful things you said
She says I'm crazy
Well maybe I am
I don't know
But I'm not acting
No one can save me
Arms are tired and reaching out
It's so hard, so I never bother asking
It's so hard
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