No Angle

Wednesday morning in a bad way
I'm sitting alone without much to say
And I'm trying, I'm trying
To be cool with it

I spend a lot of thought on this economy of hooks
Peeling back the layers of my favorite books
And I'm trying, I'm trying
To say something

So I'll stumble 'til I walk
And I'll mumble 'til I talk
'Til I say the words that I've been meaning to share with you

There's no angle
There's no angle
I just want to talk to you
There's no angle
Just a pane of glass to break through

Saturday evening and I shiver in my shoes
It isn't the cold, just the distance from you
And I'm trying, I'm trying
To keep warm

I pace around the house, I'm moody and sore
I beckon you close and then I shut the door
And I'm trying, I'm trying
But these habits are firm

So I'll stumble 'til I walk
And I'll mumble 'til I talk
'Til I say the words that I've been meaning to share with you

There's no angle
There's no angle
I just want to talk to you
There's no angle
Just a pane of glass to break through

There's no angle
There's no angle
I just want to talk to you
Yeah, there's no angle
Just a pane of glass to break through

Don't you tell me that I'm not ready
I'm just waiting for the thought
And there's a good reason for this change in season
As soon as I find the words, you'll know

There's no angle
There's no angle
I just want to talk to you
There's no angle
Just a pane of glass to break through

There's no angle
There's no angle
I just want to talk to you
Yeah, there's no angle
Just a pane of glass to break through

Just a part of my life that I don't have to cling to