Empty Threats And Recurring Themes

I am faithless in the sense that I have yet to hear the truth
And so I worry about meaning and I see these men in suits
And I wonder if they ever cannot sleep
Because sometimes my head is strong but my heart is weak
I just need company

I am desperate in the sense that I am ill at ease
As I drive out of the city that has started changing me
Old friends are hard to leave
But sometimes my head is strong when my heart is weak
And I see that you don't believe

Well you're wrong you're wrong you're wrong you're wrong
You're wrong about me
I sing these empty threats
Recurring themes
Of tenderness because I'm torn between
A land to which I am in debt
Of it's captivating scenes
And one that doesn't notice me
Wishing away this bitter dream

When the silence drums up doubts that resist stability
It feels criminal to question motives of a heartbeat
It's a gift that never asked for me
I should be grateful instead I vent my spleen
And you say that I'm too young to know what I mean

Well you're wrong you're wrong you're wrong you're wrong
You're wrong about me
I sing these empty threats
Recurring themes
Of tenderness because I'm torn between
A land to which I am in debt
Of it's captivating scenes
And one that doesn't notice me
Wishing away this bitter dream

If you understand and even if you don't believe
We could lie together and never dream
Get so close that I cannot see
These straying doubts will never conquer me