Yesterday morning when you told me. That you have never felt this lonely. I saw the sadness in your eyes. You told be how you feel disguised. . Confiding in me about the sleepless.
Don't think you could stop it now. I'd like to see you try somehow. Realize that it puts it all on you. There's nothing you can do. . Right now you're sick and tired.
I'm working on my forward thinking. Working on my self control. Process this ugly mess. And figure out how to make it whole. . Choke down a bus ride to the city.
On my own volition. I pound my head against the wall. And I don't hear it when you call. Tumbling down the stairway. . I still try to make the phone. I call you back but you're not home.
On a good day. You break my heart again. On the highway. You run me over when. You are leaving me and taking everything. . Everyone sees you at work. And they all think, I'm not worth.
Without a doubt, I've taken all you can give. And now I suffer through this song. Feel free to hum along. . Going back a few short years, I can see. That I was never really here.
Static night, I'll be leaving soon. It won't be long, no, it won't be long. 'Cause I'm wearing out under nowhere's moon. It won't be long, no, it won't be long.