Saints and Sailors - Dashboard Confessional

This is where I say I've had enough

no one should ever feel the way that I feel now.

A walking open wound, a trophy display of bruises

And I don't believe that I'm getting any better.

Any better.

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring

And I'm thinking awful things

Pretty sure that few would notice.

And this apartment is starving for an argument.

Anything at all to break the silence.

Wandering this house like I've never wanted out

And this is about as social as I get now.

And I'm throwing away the letters that I am writing you

Cause they would never do, I would never do.

Never

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring

And I'm thinking awful things

Pretty sure that few would notice.

And this apartment is starving for an argument.

Anything at all to break the silence.

Well don't be a liar,

Don't say that everything's working when everything's broken.

And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor

And you might say the jokes on me.

well I'm not laughing

You're not leaving

Who do I think I am kidding,

When I'm the only one locked in this cell.

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring

And I'm thinking awful things

Pretty sure that few would notice.

And this apartment is starving for an argument.

Anything at all to break the silence.

So don't be a liar

Don't say that everything's working when everything's broken.

And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor

And you might say the jokes on me.