This is where I say Ive had enough
And no one should ever feel the way that I feel now.
A walking open wound,
A trophy display of bruises
And I dont believe that Im getting any better.

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
And Im thinking awful things
And Im pretty sure that few would notice.
And this apartment
Is starving for an argument.
Anything at all to break the silence.

Wandering the house
Like Ive never wanted out
And this is about as social as I get now.
And Im throwing away the letters that I am writing you
cause they would never do,
I would never do.

So dont be a liar,
Dont say that everythings working
When everythings broken.
And you smile like a saint
But you curse like a sailor
And your eyes say the jokes on me.

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