I m Sick of Smiling
And so is my jaw
Can t you see my front is crumbling down?
I m sick of being someone im not
Please get me out of this slump
I m sick of clapping
When I know I can do it better for myself
I m sick of waiting
Sick of all these words that will never matter

I wire all these nerves together
Hoping for a chance to think on time
And I m tracing over your letter
To see if your intentions are as good as mine

But you re getting worse
I swear it
It s hard to prove you re an understatement
You re getting worse and I know
That you ll be calling me again

I m done with everything
That had to do with you
Don t worry you pictures are already burned
I m done with new friends
Don t sell yourself short
You ll lose it in the end

I can t help how I feel

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