Strung Out

Just one more verse I swear just one more line to rhyme with the last one
I didn't really mean to write at all
And it's all my fault I'm waisting precious time on words
that never seem to get through to anybody else
Here alone I don't know what I wanna say
When you're 'round I got a lot to write about
And words are lies convenience in disguise
Communications scratched and over analyzed
Well it's all your fault I've broken everything I own
Unable to spit out while you're standing waitin' for me
Here alone I don't know what I wanna say
When you're 'round I got a lot to think about
And words are lies convenience in disguise
And we'll never really let each other in
And we're all dead, communications dead
And I'm no better than the worst I speak about
Give me a sign some frequency in line
To understand what you really want to say
Here alone I don't know what I wanna say
When you're down I got a lot to write about
And words are lies convenience in disguise
We'll never really let each other in