| I want to unfold you | 
| But it’s pretty unjust, the way that this has to happen | 
| The edges are stuck, I try to say it in passing | 
| My words have been frayed | 
| So now I’ll bite the insides of my cheeks | 
| It’s happened again, I start all over again | 
| And ready myself to speak | 
| I’m sick of having to console you | 
| I’m sick of all of this human behaviour | 
| I’m sick of how much it takes to hold you | 
| I’m sick of it all | 
| So we could just exist | 
| It’s better than saying goodbye | 
| There’s no words to persist with | 
| The chance will never come by | 
| And it’s a hard fact to swallow | 
| That we now think in this sentimental way | 
| All the times that lie wasted, did they ever happen? | 
| You mean nothing to me now | 
| And these walls have seen every change | 
| They stay the same, and they know the look of better days | 
| And I’m sick of it all | 
| I’m sick of it all | 
| So we could just exist | 
| It’s better than saying goodbye | 
| There’s no words to persist with | 
| The chance will never come by | 
| All in all, you’re fading out of view | 
| All in all, it’s all you seem to do | 
| All in all, you’re fading out of view | 
| All in all, it’s all you seem to do | 
| I’m sick of having to console you | 
| I’m sick of all of this human behaviour | 
| I’m sick of how much it takes to hold you | 
| I’m sick of it all | 
| So we could just exist | 
| It’s better than saying goodbye | 
| There’s no words to persist with | 
| The chance will never come by | 
| So we could just exist | 
| It’s better than saying goodbye | 
| There’s no words to persist with | 
| The chance will never come by |