Curtain Call

My windows are open, why is this city so loud?

When the chaos is over, what the hell will we do now?

Kickin' and screamin', I just wanna find a way out

My hearts barely beatin', I'm just tryna move through this crowd

I'm so tired of feelin' so weak

I may not be dyin', but it seems to be killin' me

The streets have been cryin', but nobody's hearin' the sound

The voices on TV have drawn a line straight through this town

This dirt-covered ceilin' can't hear you when you're underground

Your pain, I can feel it, I wish I could just tune it out

I'm so tired of feelin' so weak

My body's exhausted, but my mind can't fall back asleep

I hide from sickness I can't see

I may not be dyin', but this year's has been the death of me

I may not be dyin', but this year's been the death of me