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Saints and sailors

par Dashboard Confessional

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This is where I say I´ve had enough
And 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
I´m 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
I´m pretty sure that few would notice.
And this apartment is starving for an argument.
Anything at all to break the silence.

But don´t be a liyer
Don´t say that "everything´s working" when everything´s broken.
And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor
And your eyes say the jokes on me.

But, I´m not laughing
You´re not leaving
Who do I think I am kidding?
When I´m the only one locked in this hell

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
And I´m thinking awful things
I´m 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 liyer
Don´t say that "everything´s working" when everything´s broken.
And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor
And your eyes say the jokes on me.
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