We know one another, understand we're built here to suffer
Static electric wires under my covers
You're screaming out, one day I might hate you for where you've been
That's not what I'm made for
I won't be an ink mark, crying for paper
And lately I haven't been Sleeping
I'm not complaining, I'm not settling down
So tire me out, tire me out
The quiets demanding, never elegant
Patiently waiting, heavy bruising and mixing salt in with cement
When it bites it spits you out hard
Artificial divine on the wall
Shouldn't be so Goddamn angry at somebody that I don't know
And lately I haven't been Sleeping
I'm not complaining, I'm not settling down
So tire me out, tire me out
And lately I haven't been Sleeping
I'm not complaining, I'm not settling down
So tire me out, tire me out
