Saints and Sailors

This is where I say I've had enough No one should ever feel the way that I feel now A walking open wound, a trophy display of bruises And I don't believe that I'm getting any better Any better Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring And I'm thinking awful things Pretty sure that few would notice And this apartment is starving for an argument Anything at all to break the silence Wandering this house like I've never wanted out And this is about as social as I get now And I'm throwing away the letters that I am writing you Cause they would never do, I would never do Never Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring And I'm thinking awful things Pretty sure that few would notice And this apartment is starving for an argument Anything at all to break the silence Well don't be a liar Don't say that everything's working when everything's broken And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor And you might say the jokes on me Well I'm not laughing You're not leaving Who do I think I am kidding When I'm the only one locked in this cell Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring And I'm thinking awful things Pretty sure that few would notice And this apartment is starving for an argument Anything at all to break the silence So don't be a liar Don't say that everything's working when everything's broken And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor And you might say the jokes on me