exhausted

Lyrics

your paint brushes are frayed, the bed will be unmade for days, but you are too tired to clean them up, the holy unwired will tell you to fill someone else's cup, you are too tired for this, you begin to wonder if you'd really be missed, yeah you are too tired for this, you begin to wonder if you'd really be missed, on the pavement, you walk alone, the bus dropped you off, and you're finally home, but you drift to your room and sleep for years, your bed won't make you cry, and your dreams have no fears, you are too tired for this, you begin to wonder if you'd really be missed, you are exhausted and you can't find your will, just let it all happen, and remain and stand still