I don't give enough to take back what I own
My stories are told out of broken homes
I could be a bit better if I kill off this ghost
I'm alone
I bleed from the inside
And I won't tell anyone
I'm nowhere to find
But I couldn't care it all
Live like a ghost to keep me from talking
Til' you notice where I'm at
Cause I couldn't care at all
Nowhere to hide, and nowhere to run to when nobody listens
I'm just a liar that's tired of trying
I'll pick myself apart cause I couldn't care at all
I'm sick of waiting
