I don′t give enough to take back what I own

My stories are told out of broken homes

I could be a bit better if I kill off this ghostI'm alone

I bleed from the inside

And I won′t tell anyone

I'm nowhere to find

But I couldn't care at all

Live like a ghost to keep me from talking

′Til you notice where I′m at

'Cause I couldn′t care at all

Nowhere to hide

Nowhere to run to when nobody listens

And I'm just a liar that′s tired of trying

I'll pick myself apart

′Cause I couldn't care at all

And I'm sick

I′m sick of waiting

And I′m sick

I'm sick of waiting