| You think that you can just count me out?
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| No indecision left to think about?
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| I’m done with keeping silence in my mouth
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| This thoughtless drought is so out of touch with the things you confide in
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| You play games in your head
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| While I’m stuck losing them
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| Hold your knife to my throat
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| No cuts, it’s all for show
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| Jump in and out of place
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| No room to fall and bruise
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| Kept all my focus straight
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| Yet I’m still last to move
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| Why do I pretend to keep caring
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| When I know I’ll never keep my peace?
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| I pretend to keep caring
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| When I know you’ll never let this be
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| I know you’ll never let this be
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| Rummage through my thoughts
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| Organize the knots, connect every dot
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| I’m locked away inside my own grave
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| Tear out something great, patch it up with hate just to fill the space
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| I’m staring at the floor
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| Feeling really sore
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| I’ve been here before
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| What I’ll never understand is…
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| Why do I pretend to keep caring
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| When I know I’ll never keep my peace?
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| I pretend to keep caring
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| When I know you’ll never let this be
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| Why do I pretend to keep caring
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| When I know I’ll never keep my peace?
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| I pretend to keep caring
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| When I know you’ll never let this be |