Texty: Matchbox 20. Tired.

You've been talking for an hour
And I swear to God that I can't hear a word you say
So would you come to me, come to me
I get caught up and the waves of conversation, they wash over me
And they cover me, they cover me

Should I just pack my things and leave
Would I be a bigger man if I built a wall around your heart
And dared you to come in?

I could lie to you and say I didn't mean it
But hurt's a funny thing and it makes you stronger

All is nothing in moderation
It's a dirty feeling and it makes you stronger
Well, I believe I'm just plain tired

There's a funny way your lip shakes
When I know that you've been lying
And it touches me
It comforts me, it comforts me

I guess I should be satisfied
Did you say you love me half the time?
Well, let's settle there
We can build from there, build from there

Would you be happier if I was only half the man I am?
You could shadow me and dare me to come in
I could lie to you and say I didn't mean it
But it really doesn't matter when you stop to think about it

All is nothing in moderation
It's a dirty feeling and it makes you stronger
Well, I believe I'm just plain tired

The end is coming, she don't even feel it
It's a strange sensation, I'm almost happy
Well I believe I'm just plain tired, I'm tired
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Should I just pack my things and leave
Would I be a bigger man if I built a wall around your heart
And dared you to come in?

I can lie to you, say I didn't mean it
But hurts a funny thing, hurts a funny thing

All is nothing in moderation
It's a dirty feeling and it makes you stronger
Well, I believe I'm just plain tired

The end is coming, she don't even feel it
It's a strange sensation, I'm almost happy
Well I believe I'm just plain tired, tired

Well, all is nothing in moderation
Dirty feeling, strange sensation
I believe, I believe
Believe, I'm tired