Better Unsaid

Left long ago
I haven't been home in years if I know even where it is
The letters come in, but nobody opens them anymore
They just sleep by the door

I'm hungry
Everything's stale and pales when I make a comparison
The sounds, and the taste, and the places I see that I've never been
But I've felt them before

I'm lonely
Surrounded by all the eyes on the wall, but they never speak
They only make sounds, like leaves on the ground as they're crumbling
Doesn't faze me at all

I'm sorry
It'd be such a shame to feel you're to blame, it's not easy
My hands on the mend but the heart trips again, it's so easy
To feel so let down

It's an awful affair
Workin' day in day out tryin' hard just to care
On the whole, it's a shell
Puttin' time into tryin' just to be someone else
I can't say I'm ashamed
That I want what I want, can you say I'm to blame
Put it all back to bed
Punch in, punch out, some things are better unsaid