Getting Tired

Getting tired, of the ??? just be with you
It breaks my heart
How long have I?
I'm sitting alone in this room
The room and I
Baby I could laugh a little at my long and powded mouth
A waited grin,
It is winter now, I must prepare for all I cannot bare

Ha ha ha,
Laugh a little
Ha ha ha
You're so brittle
Ha ha ha, laugh a little
Ha ha ha,
Myself and my heart laugh a little
You're so brittle
Ha ha ha, laugh a little
You're so brittle

In the car at home
My hands like little glams of ways in cold
That grey window
So a piece of mind
That driving across the ??? folds
Soon I want to want
Finding sadness, I'm the one to joust at the truth
I'm swearing things,
Along into dark corners of my mouth
Feels I've dreamt

Ha ha ha,
Laugh a little
Ha ha ha
You're so brittle
Ha ha ha,
Laugh a little
Ha ha ha
You're so brittle