In the back of the woods
In the back of the car
Where the tire then burst

And broke my mouth

In the dark of the night

In the pouring rain
Where the rules got changed
I've said too much


In the back of my mind
In the cold, cold rain

Where I scream so loud
But don't say anything


And I stand my ground in the firing line
While I tell myself that I'm doing fine


And I know you think that I'm losing it
But I'm just quiet,
I'm not crazy


I swear


What a way to express
What's on my head
What a way to tell you

It's all been said

What a way to redeem





What a way to react
What a way to excape
From my stone mouth

Come what may storm or avalanche
Gonna stand my ground given half a chance


And I know you say that I'm loosing it
But I'm just quiet
I'm not crazy


Call it mad
Call it blasphemy

Call me quiet going on crazy
But I'm just quiet
I'm not crazy