Текст песни Dashboard Confessional - Saints And Sailors
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This is where I say I`ve had enoughAnd no one should ever feel the way that I feel now.A walking open wound, a trophy display of bruisesAnd I don`t believe that I`m getting any better.Any better.Waiting here with hopes the phone will ringAnd I`m thinking awful thingsI`m 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 outAnd this is about as social as I get now.And I`m throwing away the letters that I am writing youCause they would never do, I would never do.NeverWaiting here with hopes the phone will ringAnd I`m thinking awful thingsI`m 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 liarDon`t say that "everything`s working" when everything`s broken.And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailorAnd your eyes say the jokes on me.But, I’m not laughingYou’re not leavingWho do I think I am kidding?When I’m the only one locked in this cellWaiting here with hopes the phone will ringAnd I`m thinking awful thingsI`m 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 liarDon`t say that "everything`s working" when everything`s broken.And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailorAnd your eyes say the jokes on me.