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

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
And I'm thinking awful things
And I'm pretty sure that few would notice
And this apartment is starving for an argument
Anything at all to break the silence

Wandering the 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 cuz they would never do
I would never do

So don't be a liar
Don't say that everything's working
When everything's broken

And you smile like a saint
But you curse like a sailor
And your eyes say the joke's on me