such a quiet boy on the telephone
common for my kind to be preyed upon
by someone just like you
someone just like you
oh I will stick around you see no I won't be as cowardly
all the lighting seems so dim
turn em up they all just flicker
well the evening's wearing thin
give me clarity before the night arrives
in a waiting room I sit with you
no words were exchanged
drowned in pressures of
normal conversations
normal conversations.
you don't mean those words or this cold embrace
spitting lies at me it won?t take the place
of that other one I knew
of that other one I knew.