And I've made my bed like I've already slept in it. It's so hard to sleep when you're full of secrets. Yet I can't seem to shake this empty feeling I have thats left me awake.
I'm not myself these days I guess it's time for a change Because I've run the gamut from giving in to grave mistakes And friends and family are few and far between I'm not sure we're as close as we used to be
'Cause it's not the feelings that we miss, but the thought of it missing that still exist. It's when we can't get over it that we always seem to let it get under our skin.
You probably never heard me say all those things I wrote down And screamed out, but I always imagined you did I have fallen asleep thinking of you not being able to fall asleep Because you keep hearing me say Something about cars and crashing
We're all just like mannequins standing still With our hands on our hips as our hearts are on display As our our hearts are on display And when will we be able to display any kind of affection?