Walls Are Tired
Walls are tiredOf holding the same old ceilingsWords have foundTheir way to stay inAnd they don't let out feelings
It's written badlyBut verses say she's mad and creepyAnd the rest of things we kind of knowThey say there'll never beA girl like her againWith her socks up to her kneesAnd her obsession about bees
And with her eyesThat she uses to touchAnd everythingEverything she looks at, yeah
Cups are tiredOf being filled with the same coffeeAnd the floor can't stand thatPeople stepping on won't even say sorry
They say there'll never beA girl like her againWith her socks up to her kneesAnd her obsession about bees
And with her eyesThat she uses to touchAnd everythingEverything she looks at, yeah
Don't stay longerDon't stay longerDon't stay longerDon't stay, don't stay longerStaring at her eyes