head hits the pillow and waits for shadows to close 
shadows close down and drops rain hits heads of footsteps 
head down feet grounded eyes locked on shadows and cracks 
around pick me out and piece me trick me into feeling 
sorry so sorry i could let you down oh the pain here it 
comes again knocking at the door with a night stick 
tapping into feelings and past regressions feelings never 
obsessed about like written words never heard pick me out 
and piece me trick me into feeling sorry so sorry i could 
break you down eyes wander eyes meet eyes lock retreat 
repeat oh the loneliness that has soaked in and the trust 
that has been broken in a town with sounds not worth 
listening and friendships not worth keeping