Popcorn Ceiling

Does it really count
if the words that form feel foreign in my mouth?
Sleep away the day
and leave me to sink in my bedroom shade
Does it really count
if I close my eyes and think of a way out?
Would you really care
if I stayed at home instead of being here?

Instrumental

Let me get out of this
I can't say what I have to admit
The ridges of your ceiling burned in my eyes
The panic lingers though a year's gone by

I guess the sun just got too close
I felt the ground; I felt the impact
The clarity that I now know
It beats in my chest and I can't fake that

I'm done with unheard words
The static on the phone sounds so jarring
'gainst the ringing of being alone
Does anybody change or is it really just
a matter of what's forgiven and forgot?
So I'll just bite my lip and keep it to myself
and outlook all the judgment that was felt
You know it's so damn hard for me to just ignore
the fact that silence isn't mine anymore

Instrumental

I'll scream out my words
if you pay attention
I'll scream out my words
if you just listen

I guess the sun just got too close
I felt the ground; I felt the impact
The clarity that I now know
It beats in my chest and I can't fake that

I'm done with unheard words
The static on the phone sounds so jarring
'gainst the ringing of being alone
Does anybody change or is it really just
a matter of what's forgiven and forgot?
So I'll just bite my lip and keep it to myself
and outlook all the judgment that was felt
You know it's so damn hard for me to just ignore
the fact that silence isn't mine anymore

Instrumental

He said, she said... who's to tell?
He said, she said... who's to tell?

Who's to tell?