Asleep On The Frontlines

We'll keep on talking this out

But I've already made up your mind

I've been trying to gnaw through my tongue

To stop from confessing my crimes

And this conversation is wearing me down

What did my patience prove

If it's just another bed of nails?

Always the silent treatment

Always the easy way out alive



If there's no further questions I'll be on my way back home.



Well it's just another sharp pain and it doesn't hurt like it used to

When I was a desperate man

When I still believed in the meaning of the word



You tried to warn me

You and your consequences

If I am outnumbered

If I am defenseless

If I come here unarmed

In the middle of the night, on my own

Standing on the front lines, I will die



If you invite me down

If it'll please the crowd

And I only go through this for your amusement

But it doesn't hurt like it should when you're throwing your stones around

I'm alone trying to sleep it off

But it's hard not to shake at the sound of it breaking

When you're living in a house of mirrors reflecting all of my failures

I will concede to my replacement

Congratulations

It's over and over and over again

It's over and over and over again

I was in for the long run when you cut me down

Another sharp pain

A servant to your throne



Always the silent treatment

Always the stubborn child

I kept my mouth shut tight

I kept my mouth shut tight

Always the one that got away

Always the silent treatment

I only have myself to blame

Always the silent treatment...