Set my mind to automatic Set my mood to turn one way Trying, focus to be static Fake a smile and read the day
Try to talk about the weather when there's nothing else to say You say "fine", I say "whatever" and I turn the other way And I'm longing for the day...
When I'm finally gone
While my thoughts may seem provoking My words always come out numb Spitting lies 'til I am choking Seethe with fear on days to come
When confronted I'm a coward, 'cause my argument's not strong I'm a master, so I have heard, in the art of doing wrong It's for one day that I long... When I'm finally gone
Now the sun shines so much brighter All the clouds have flown away Everything seems so much lighter Happiness has come to stay