Yellow Walls

I don't want to Talk to the walls anymore They are tired of my tears I wait back After you're gone Just to hope and I pray that someday You're not in my room And I don't trust my mind Anymore I can hardly stay awake During the days And my throat closes every time your near I can't wait 'Till I'm back Under my floorboards I scribble thoughts down Strung to some tune To distract from the never-ending words That play on repeat You say It won't hurt a bit I say no but you pull me so close I can still smell you And I don't trust my mind Anymore I can hardly stay awake During the days And my throat closes every time your near I can't wait 'Till I'm back Under my floorboards