Saints And Sailors Lyrics

Dashboard Confessional

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 liar, don't say that Everything is working when everything is 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 Well, 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 liar, don't say that Everything is working when everything is 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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