Saints and Sailors

This is where I say I've had enough
 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
 Any better
 Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
 And I'm thinking awful things
 Pretty sure that few would notice
 And this apartment is starving for an argument
 Anything at all to break the silence
 Wandering this 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
 Cause they would never do, I would never do
 Never
 Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
 And I'm thinking awful things
 Pretty sure that few would notice
 And this apartment is starving for an argument
 Anything at all to break the silence
 Well 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 you might say the jokes on me
 Well I'm not laughing
 You're not leaving
 Who do I think I am kidding
 When I'm the only one locked in this cell
 
 Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
 And I'm thinking awful things
 Pretty sure that few would notice
 And this apartment is starving for an argument
 Anything at all to break the silence
 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 you might say the jokes on me