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. 

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.

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