10 stories down
par Michelle Featherstone
lyricscopy.com
Something´s wrong with the night,
Something´s wrong and it should feel right.
Something´s weighing on my mind,
Is there anybody out there?
I have fallen out of place,
Sick of saving face.
I could use a little grace,
About right now.
So I turn the tv up so loud,
So you don´t ever hear me crying out.
And my loneliness is the only sound,
That you´ll hear,
10 stories down.
10 stories down.
Something´s wrong with the day,
Something´s missing from the frame.
There are only so many ways,
You can tell me "it´s okay."
So I turn the tv up so loud,
So you don´t ever hear me crying out.
And my loneliness is the only sound,
That you´ll hear,
10 stories down.
10 stories down.
Some things are not better left unsaid,
Where do they go?
Some things are not better left in my head,
Where do they go?
I turn the tv up so loud,
So you don´t ever hear me crying out.
And my loneliness is the only sound,
That you´ll hear.
Yes, I turn the tv up so loud,
So you don´t ever hear me crying out.
And my loneliness is the only sound,
That you´ll hear,
10 stories down,
10 stories down.
Something´s wrong and it should feel right.
Something´s weighing on my mind,
Is there anybody out there?
I have fallen out of place,
Sick of saving face.
I could use a little grace,
About right now.
So I turn the tv up so loud,
So you don´t ever hear me crying out.
And my loneliness is the only sound,
That you´ll hear,
10 stories down.
10 stories down.
Something´s wrong with the day,
Something´s missing from the frame.
There are only so many ways,
You can tell me "it´s okay."
So I turn the tv up so loud,
So you don´t ever hear me crying out.
And my loneliness is the only sound,
That you´ll hear,
10 stories down.
10 stories down.
Some things are not better left unsaid,
Where do they go?
Some things are not better left in my head,
Where do they go?
I turn the tv up so loud,
So you don´t ever hear me crying out.
And my loneliness is the only sound,
That you´ll hear.
Yes, I turn the tv up so loud,
So you don´t ever hear me crying out.
And my loneliness is the only sound,
That you´ll hear,
10 stories down,
10 stories down.