i've been sitting tight didn't know. waiting for a chance to stop dead don't believe to be just forcing a useless joke

fool everyone even myself especially myself. oh oh oh

i've been hanging on for so long. waiting for you to open your mouth stop all your weeping and spit it all out. and say of all your talk but i want you to talk i want just to talk



and even if it doesn't change. and nothing seems quite right again. it'll be fine because if it ends then it must be

ive been sitting keepinghere quiet all of this time. got your fingers against my eyes, your lips, your shoes, my breather, your talk, your skin, my lies, your eyes.