Tired

Say it Our time has run out You must open your mouth and speak Praying for anybody With the ability to repeat The situation In which you fell in love with your life again Before waking up, cold and alone In the wake of fair weather friends Spending time, spending money In the middle of the pack With missing fingers and toes Guns with eager barrels itching for a start It's funny how it gets through the door And casually covers the carpet Collapsed floors still shaking And with its weight drops my heart But we will never say that word And you can't trick me into saying it now No, we will never say that word All I ever wanted was a home in your head Now I'm afraid that I can't ask for it So I'm just waiting for you to offer Hurry up, now Because I'm getting tired