Texty: Diffuser. Making The Grade. Why.

no one could ever just take a chance on their lives
no one could ever just say the words on their minds

breakdown the bulletproof lonely stare
you give whatever your dreaming
angels are tired of living life
watching the way youve been treated
six days since you were in michigan
hoping for someone to tell you
those thoughtless questions that you need to know

dont ask me why
my mouth is dry
cant find the words i must confide
dont ask me why my tongue is tired
with you here i cant survive

she read the robert frost paperback in july
he wrote that sorrys so hard to say when your right

breakdown the bulletproof lonely stare
you give whatever your dreaming
angels are tired of living life
watching the way youve been treated
six days since you were in michigan
hoping for someone to tell you
those thoughtless questions that you need to know

dont ask me why
my mouth is dry
cant find the words i must confide
dont ask me why my tongue is tired
with you here i cant survive