You with an empty page
And a quiet rage
Feel the doubters creeping in
Reach for the savoir faire
But it isn't there
The whole facade is wearing thin

Are the cracks about to show?
If they were, how would you know?
Should you try and [?]
If the appetite is gone?
And it's lying to yourself
Well, you're such a crime

Words get thrown away

When did you fix your ways?
Is it just a phase?
Well that's not so hard to believe

There are rumours in the room
There are harbingers of doom
Say you've done a Kerouac
Say you're never coming back
But we won't lose any sleep
Cos talk is cheap

Words get thrown away
Thank you, not today

There are rumours in the room
There are harbingers of doom
Say you've done a Kerouac
Say you're never coming back
But we won't lose any sleep
Cos talk is cheap

Words get thrown away
Thank you, not today