You've got me pinned against this barbed wire fence

Where my rust stains begin to bleed.

The color red mixed with the blue in my pants,

While my white hands try to write me free.



I'm tired of drawing on my eyes.  

I'm tired of wasting words that keep me locked inside.  

I want to say how much your love has pushed me away;

Maybe it's better off this



More hits have hit me like a radio dial,

I've been told that she's one away.  

More kicks have kicked me than a chorus line

And these bruises just seem to stay.



I'm tired of drawing on my eyes.  

I'm tired of wasting words that keep me locked inside.  

I want to say how much your love has pushed me away;

Maybe it's better off this way. 

Maybe it's better off this way.   



La da da 

La da da da da da

La da da da, da da da da da da



La da da

La da da da da da

La da da da, da da da da da da



It's all running again

Pumping fumes to my head

She's calling me out to go again



All running again

Pumping fumes to my head

She's calling me out to go again



I'm tired of drawing on my eyes.  

I'm tired of wasting words that keep me locked inside.  

I want to say how much your love has pushed me away;

Your love has pushed me away

Maybe it's better off this way.  



Maybe it's better off this way.

Maybe it's better off this

Maybe it's better off this way.