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a song about frustration over the silence of others |
| there's a secret in this static like a channel on the tv we talk like squares for hours like beggars we can't choose I swore upon the sunlight I wouldn't hurt like this again there just ain't no lonely soul who wants back where he's been say something you coward you bloody-faced angel make me understand just where this went wrong there's a demon in the mattress he waits for me to sleep he catches all my hidden glances and his secrets I will keep I trip over a mountain I don't see it standing there sadness in my veins ripe with my despair say something you weakling you waitress of death make me understand just where I went wrong and I hate the way that smile reaches your lips like a victory lap of deprivation, oh God it goes you're bread for the hungry, water for my tired throat a pull and tug and it all just tumbles down say something you bastard promises withered far away just you try and make me understand, you should make me understand |