Mute, When It Suits

I think we're done I think it's over This race has run And I'm the stone-cold loser The movies played out We're watching credits roll I get the feeling I'm now back on my own Watching the minute hand and wishing the seconds away Helping you pack your things and praying that you'll stay I cannot speak my mind Not in this scene not today Time preys upon us And toys with our hearts Breaks off little pieces And then cuts us with the shards I wish I was stronger Or at least not so weak I think I could have kept you If I'd learned to speak Watching the minute hand and wishing the seconds away Helping you pack your things and praying that you'll stay I cannot speak my mind Not in this scene not today I've acted all my life To a modest crowd Told myself truth is hard It's the coward's way out Watching the minute hand and wishing the seconds away Helping you pack your things and praying that you'll stay I cannot speak my mind Not in this scene not today