Insane
Should I speak?Should I bother shaking hands?Am I weak If I leave it as it stands?I've submergedAnd I've surfaced with the blameI guess I'm no good, I guess I'm insane
Should I go, if she calls out my name?And if she bleeds, should I wipe up the stain?And if I'm low, can I drown in this rain?I guess I'm no good, I guess I'm insane
And I hate when you sayThat I never fight for youSometimes you breatheAll over my scarAnd you always end upCloser than closeThat's where I give in
Should I confessThe actions of a handIn my mindI'll betray you once againWhy should I climb?What is there to gain?This is no goodThis is insane
And I hate when you sayThat I never fight for youSometimes you breatheAll over my scarAnd you always end upCloser than closeThat's where I give in
You're taking, you're takingYou're taking me downYou're taking, you're takingYou're taking me downAnd you always end upCloser than closeThat's where I give n