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 brusies
and I don't believe that I'm getting any better
any better...

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
and I'm thing awful things
pretty sure that few would notice
and this apartment is starving for an arguement
Anything at all to break the silence

Wandering this house like I've never wanted out
and this about as social as I get now
and I'm throwing away the letters that I am writing you
Cause they will never do
I will never do