Из альбома: The Apology Wars
I'm being held at the end of a tether,
at the edge of out yard stretching away
The work keeps going on
but I've had enough but I am getting over these intercoms
She said, "I dont call them back
and never seem afterward to look as good as I did
I guess they're not interested
Is it a wonder I'm reluctant?
Is it some mere intrigue that brings them forward?"
It's not as if they have to stay, they're not doing me any favours
I've had enough, they're not doing me any favours
I've had enough" She said "I don't call them back,
they never seem afterward to look as good as they did
They're not interesting
It's suffocating and almost shaming the way they carry on
you would think we were the one's maintaining the old world's fading
Mum and dad can't seem to get past that I'm leaving
I don't want to upset them but I'm leaving