Текст (слова) песни: Dashboard Confessional - Saints And Sailors
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. Any better.
Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring And I`m thinking awful things I`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 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. Never
Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring And I`m thinking awful things I`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 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 jokes on me.
But, I’m not laughing You’re not leaving Who do I think I am kidding? When I’m the only one locked in this cell
Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring And I`m thinking awful things I`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 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 jokes on me.
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