Pick Up the Bricks
You've got nothing to say
You've got nothing to do
Do you
Cuz you don't care
You keep staring at me
You've got things you're scared to death to say
And all my blank pages make you think again
All my blank pages make you think again
You don't have to drive me far
Just tell me where you are
Confidence is like the morning sun
Warms you up, blinds you
Then she's gone
Confidence is like the evening sun
You don't have to be set free
Just tell me who you wanna be
Pick up the bricks and throw them far
Show them who you are
You've got nothing to do
Do you
Cuz you don't care
You keep staring at me
You've got things you're scared to death to say
And all my blank pages make you think again
All my blank pages make you think again
You don't have to drive me far
Just tell me where you are
Confidence is like the morning sun
Warms you up, blinds you
Then she's gone
Confidence is like the evening sun
You don't have to be set free
Just tell me who you wanna be
Pick up the bricks and throw them far
Show them who you are
Credits
Writer(s): Wayne Everett
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