what do you think about

when your eyes close for the night

and who do you dream about

does the dawn wake you in time





in the midst of the flickering

we seek to be whole

and when will the state Im in

begin to take its toll





Im sick of the sound, sick of the sound

of your words saying you dont want me around

sick of the sound, sick of the sound

of your words saying you dont want me around





you saw me tonight, could have saved my life

but I knew that you wouldnt even try

Im sick of the sound





you let all the prisoners out,

now their fighting for their lives

you tore all the fences down,

now I can walk for miles





and the wind is whistling a song, but its so cold

cause you crushed all the fragile things

that are propping up my soul.

dont crush my soul





I had to see you just once more

I went to your window but the view was obscured

I could heal, start it again

but I lie in the basement as the water pours in





Im sick of the sound, sick of this town

sick of their faces and Im sick of the frowns

you color my eyes, color my tears

I talk to myself because youre not here

I talk to myself because youre not here

I talk to myself because youre not