| We’ll keep on talking this out
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| But i’ve already made up your mind
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| I’ve been trying to gnaw through my tongue
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| To stop from confessing my crimes
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| And these conversations are wearing me down
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| What did my patience prove
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| If it’s just another bed of nails
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| Always the silent treatment
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| Always the easy way out alive
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| If there’s no further questions i’ll be on my way home
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| And it’s just another sharp pain
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| And it doesn’t hurt like it used to
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| When i was a desperate man
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| When i still believed in the meaning of the word
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| You tried to warn me
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| You and your consequences
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| If i
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| Am outnumbered
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| If i
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| Am defenseless
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| If i come here unarmed
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| In the middle of the night on my own
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| Standing on the front lines i will die
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| If you invite me down
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| If it’ll please the crowd
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| I only go through this for your amusement
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| But it doesn’t hurt like should when you’re throwing your stones around
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| Now i’m alone
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| Trying to sleep it off
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| But it’s hard not to shake at the sound of it breaking
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| When you’re living in a house of mirrors reflecting all of my failure
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| I will concede to my replacement
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| Congratulations
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| It’s over and over again
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| I was in for the long run when you cut me down
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| Another sharp pain
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| A servant to your throne
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| Always the silent treatment
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| Always the stubborn child
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| I kept my mouth shut tight
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| Always the one that got away
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| Always the silent treatment
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| I only have myself to blame
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| Always the silent treatment
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| Always the bed of nails
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| I only have myself to blame
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| I only have myself to blame |