Well, I′m So Tired Of The Rain Falling Softly On The Ground
Just Enough To Get My Feet Wet, But Not Enough To Let Me Drown
I've Been Laying In My Bed, Wishing I Had Never WokenBegging God To Rid My Head Of Every Word You′ve Ever Spoken
Broke My Knuckles On The Wall, Because I Thought About The Call
Where You Said You'd Always Love Me, Do You Not Tell The Truth At All?
Well, If I Ever Cross Your Mind, Make Sure You Write Down The Times
So I Will Know The Moments I Was Eating You Alive

And Now I Lay Here Waiting With The Hope
That I Might Find Some Sleep
I Need Some Sleep Tonight
'Cause I′ve Been Waiting On Your Call
But I Know It Will Never Come
But I′m Still Waiting By The Phone

And Don't You Dare, Don′t You Dare
Say You Ever Loved Me Or Even Tell Me That You Cared
'Cause You Knew What You Were Doing And You Know Just What You′ve Done
How Dare You Say You Miss Me With Your Spit Still On His Tongue?
I Am Broken, I Am Beaten, I'm Mistreated And I′m Torn
I Am Cold With No Direction, But I'm Lost Without Your Warmth
I'm Trying Hard To Find Some Hope That I Might Get The Chance To Breathe
Get Off My Mind, Give Back My Heart And Get The Fuck Away From Me

I Know I Couldn′t Give You Much, But I Know I Gave My Best
You Were Always My Princess And Now He′s Sliding Up Your Dress
And I Know I Gave The World, Everything I've Ever Had
Johnny Cash Said Love Would Burn, I Never Thought It′d Hurt This Bad

Well, I'm So Tired Of The Rain Falling Softly On The Ground
Just Enough To Get My Feet Wet, But Not Enough To Let Me Drown
I′ve Been Laying In My Bed, Wishing I Had Never Woken
Begging God To Rid My Head Of Every Word You've Ever Spoken
Broke My Knuckles On The Wall, Because I Thought About The Call
Where You Said You′d Always Love Me, Do You Not Tell The Truth At All?
Well, If I Ever Cross Your Mind, Make Sure You Write Down The Times
So I Will Know The Moments I Was Eating You Alive

You Are The Itch That's On My Back
You Are The Gum Under My Shoe
You Are The Horrors Of My Past
You Are The Chill That Haunts The Room
You Are The Creaking On My Steps
You Are Cancer, You Are Plague
You Are Regret, You Are Disease
I Wish That You Would Go Away