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 hell 



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. 



As for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs and sit alone and wonder how you're making out. 

But as for me, I wish that I was anywhere, with anyone, making out.