there is no weight in the words you use
i wish i could forget you and it makes me sick
i know that someday i'll be alright
i'm just so tired of all this wasted time

what am i still doing here?
i've already said too much
the rain falls on my shoulders
loosens the fragile grip i have

and as it all comes crumbling down
it brings a smile to my face
save me from what's average
bury me with purpose