I'm Sick of Smiling
And so is my jaw

Can't you see my front is crumbling down?
I'm sick of being someone im not
Please get me out of this slump

I'm sick of clapping
When I know I can do it better for myself
I'm sick of waiting

Sick of all these words that will never matter

I wire all these nerves together

Hoping for a chance to think on time
And I'm tracing over your letter
To see if your intentions are as good as mine


But you're getting worse
I swear it

It's hard to prove you're an understatement
You're getting worse and I know
That you'll be calling, calling, calling me again


I'm done with everything
That had to do with you

Don't worry you pictures are already burned
I'm done with new friends
Don't sell yourself short

You'll lose it in the end

I can't help how I feel