I am tired

of crying in bathrooms

and lighting drags

when I don't even smoke



Writing to no one

Sleeping with the hours

And sighing

for a thousand things



So tired, ignoring your words

About a new girl



Watching flirtations

Whispered conversations



These Girls, they don't know

How they kill me down

Whenever they hold his hand

And these girls

I'm getting old, just by

Being 'round them

They're breaking the future

I'll never hold again



So blue, I'm scratching at nothing

The tighter you hold him, the stronger he gets

Inside I'm spinning, my lesson

Lipstick & perfume, and fanciful speech

My suitcase is packed by the door

In case he comes crawling, like he did before



Baby come get me, don't you look over there



And these girls, they don't know

How they kill me down

Whenever they hold his hand

And these girls

I'm getting old, just by

Being 'round them

They're breaking the future

I'll never hold again



And these girls, if I had my chance

Oh, I'll find a way to spell it out in the night

And these girls, it's dangerous

It's not their fault

But I'm so tired of being nice



Anywhere that I go, they appear before me

And everybody knows I'm addicted

to the object of their eyes



And these girls, they don't know

How they kill me down

Whenever they hold his hand

And these girls

I'm getting old, just by

Being 'round them

They're breaking the future

I'll never hold again



And these girls, if I had my chance

oh, I'll find a way to spell it out in the night

And these girls, it's dangerous

It's not their fault

But I'm so tired of being nice



So tired of being nice

So tired, so tired of being alone...