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
