| There’s these books above my head, and I’ve memorized every line
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| From time to time, I pull them out until I fall asleep
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| Which is hard to do these days
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| But when I finally do, I can sleep for days
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| Spending tired nights inside my head is something you don’t understand
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| There’s these people that I know that I’ve met at three AM
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| And we all know each others' names even though we aren’t friends
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| But we talk most every night, and I know about there lives
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| So I keep on coming back because it makes me feel alive
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| And if you’ve got something to say, just say it
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| I’m tired of running away, so I’ll stay
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| I’ve spent these last few years on the fence about who I am
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| And I’ll probably go through it again, and that’s just who I am
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| There’s a certain drive I take whenever I can’t stay awake
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| And these people watching nights, they never fail to entertain
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| I play the same three songs on an hour long drive
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| And I sing along every time
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| And if you’ve got something to say, just say it
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| I’m tired of running away, so I’ll stay
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| I’ve spent these last few years on the fence about who I am
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| And I’ll probably go through it again, and that’s just who I am
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| These days, the weeknights and the weekends, they all interchange
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| I’m on the phone more than I’d like to be, but that’s okay
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| Too close for comfort to the types that keep me up at night
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| And make these words come out right
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| These days, the weeknights and the weekends, they all interchange
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| I’m on the phone more than I’d like to be, but that’s okay
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| Too close for comfort to the types that keep me up at night
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| And make these words come out right
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| And if you’ve got something to say, just say it
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| I’m tired of running away, so I’ll stay
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| I’ve spent these last few years on the fence about who I am
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| And I’ll probably go through it again, and that’s just who I am |