This is where I say

I've had enough

And no one should ever feel

The way that I feel now.

A walking open wound,

A trophy display of bruises

And I don't believe

That I'm getting any better.

Waiting here with

Hopes the phone will ring

And I'm thinking awful things

And I'm pretty sure

That few would notice.

And this apartment

Is starving for an argument.

Anything at all to break the Silence.

Wandering the house

Like I've never wanted out

And this is about

As social as I get now.

And I'm throwing away

The letters that I am writing you

'cause they would never do,

I would never do.

So don't be a liar,

Don't say that

"Everything's working"

When everything's broken.

And you smile like a saint

But you curse like a sailor

And your eyes say the joke's on Me.