Stop Talking

I've hated everyone I've ever thought I'd ever been

Got lost in self reflection, sure, I often got it wrong

Though lately, I'm afraid the damage done has oddly made me

Self aware and fucked up from this trip I've been on, and

Every time I talk, it's the talking that drives you mad

Every time I stop, it's the silence I can't withstand

My head's a bit of a ghostland

I just don't want to be wrong again

I tend to circle and nosedive all the time

I used to sit around, dissect my thoughts until I'd drowned out

Every single sentence I could never say out loud

One day I hope to make it up to everyone I've punished

Droning on and on about whatever again

Every time I talk, it's the talking that drives you mad

Every time I stop, it's the silence I can't withstand

I want to get next to you

But I never know what to say or do

With my eyes, and my hands, and my body

I just want to get next to you

I've hated everyone I've ever thought I'd ever been

One day, I hope to make it up to myself

Every time I talk, it's the talking that drives you mad

Every time I stop, it's the silence I can't withstand

My head's a bit of a ghostland

I just don't want to be wrong again

I tend to circle and nosedive all the time

I want to get next to you

But I never know what to say or do

With my eyes, and my hands, and my body

I just want to get next to you

But every time I talk, it's the talking that drives you mad

Every time I stop, it's the silence I can't withstand

My head's a bit of a ghostland

I just don't want to be wrong again

I tend to circle and nosedive all the time

I've hated everyone I ever thought I'd ever been

One day, I hope to make it up to myself