| I want to unfold you
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| But it’s pretty unjust, the way that this has to happen
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| The edges are stuck, I try to say it in passing
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| My words have been frayed
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| So now I’ll bite the insides of my cheeks
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| It’s happened again, I start all over again
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| And ready myself to speak
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| I’m sick of having to console you
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| I’m sick of all of this human behaviour
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| I’m sick of how much it takes to hold you
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| I’m sick of it all
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| So we could just exist
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| It’s better than saying goodbye
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| There’s no words to persist with
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| The chance will never come by
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| And it’s a hard fact to swallow
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| That we now think in this sentimental way
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| All the times that lie wasted, did they ever happen?
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| You mean nothing to me now
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| And these walls have seen every change
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| They stay the same, and they know the look of better days
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| And I’m sick of it all
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| I’m sick of it all
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| So we could just exist
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| It’s better than saying goodbye
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| There’s no words to persist with
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| The chance will never come by
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| All in all, you’re fading out of view
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| All in all, it’s all you seem to do
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| All in all, you’re fading out of view
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| All in all, it’s all you seem to do
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| I’m sick of having to console you
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| I’m sick of all of this human behaviour
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| I’m sick of how much it takes to hold you
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| I’m sick of it all
|
| So we could just exist
|
| It’s better than saying goodbye
|
| There’s no words to persist with
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| The chance will never come by
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| So we could just exist
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| It’s better than saying goodbye
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| There’s no words to persist with
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| The chance will never come by |