You load your gun
As I wake up
You're not who I thought
You're in that band
The conversation's bland
You're not who they thought
Give me your talk
And I'll give you mine
And I won't say anything
Give me your talk
And I'll give you mine
And I won't say anything
You say you're done
So give me some
Thing to hold onto
Besides your shoes
What makes you move?
I'm the one you knew
Give me your talk
And I'll give you mine
And I won't say anything
Give me your talk
And I'll give you mine
And I won't say anything
I wish you'd say something good
I'm tired of closing my eyes
I wish you'd say something better than "I'm tired"
But I'm tired, too
I'm tied to you
I'm tied to you
I'm tied to you
I'm tied to you
I'm tied to you
I'm tied to you
