Dashboard Confessional - Saints And Sailors Lyrics
This is where I say I've had enoughAnd no one should ever feel the way that I feel now.A walking open wound, a trophy display of bruisesAnd I don't believe that I'm getting any better.Any better.Waiting here with hopes the phone will ringAnd I'm thinking awful thingsI'm pretty sure that few would notice.And this apartment is starving for an argument.Anything at all to break the silence.Wandering this house like I've never wanted outAnd this is about as social as I get now.And I'm throwing away the letters that I am writing youCause they would never do, I would never do.NeverWaiting here with hopes the phone will ringAnd I'm thinking awful thingsI'm pretty sure that few would notice.And this apartment is starving for an argument.Anything at all to break the silence.So don't be a liarDon't say that "everything's working" when everything's broken.And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailorAnd your eyes say the jokes on me.But, Im not laughingYoure not leavingWho do I think I am kidding?When Im the only one locked in this hell
