I never answer my phone and I wish it would break
And this mess I made is one I can't fake
And I'd rather drown and my bones break
Than be caught in a room full of strangers and snakes
If I'm scared of the end does that make me a coward
I don't have a spine when I'm being devoured
Maybe others aren't the problem, that's the reason I see
Maybe others aren't the problem, since the problem is me
Broken crutch, no sense of time I am the one you left behind
Empty void, is all I feel no friends left no space to heal
But the doubt, will show it's face like a re-run when I'm froze in place
The tired, I know so well, will things change only time will tell
If I get out of here before I call it quits
Will I answer my phone or just let it sit
If I move away will it change a thing
Will I make it through Winter to maybe see Spring
I miss my friends, the clear wounds, I can't mend
I miss my friends, brushed them off, all things end
Broken crutch, no sense of time I am the one you left behind
Empty void, is all I feel no friends left no space to heal
But the doubt, will show it's face like a re-run when I'm froze in place
The tired, I know so well, the clocks keep spinning and I'm waiting still