Sitcoms In Stony SIlence by Complainer. Lyrics
Hey, what’s your name? I know your face so well but I don’t remember what to call you when you smile, god that smile used to brighten up my life, but then something died inside
And I’m sorry if this is a bit overdue, forgive me for hesitating I was just a bit confused
‘Cause the space between your fingers was a place that I called home, maybe I’m in love, maybe I’m scared of being alone. And by all accounts I should just shut my fucking mouth, but I am so god damn bored
And now I can’t pretend I haven’t felt this sinking pit in my stomach, and when I look at you; I wanna feel whole but you know baby that ain’t the truth
And I’m sorry if this is a bit overdue, forgive me for hesitating I was just a bit confused
‘Cause the space between your fingers was a place that I called home, maybe I’m in love, maybe I’m scared of being alone. And by all accounts I should just shut my fucking mouth, but I am so god damn bored
And now I want to be angry, the fact that I’m seeing it this way, but it took me so long that I think this is the light of day
Well maybe I’m fucking up, but never let it be said I didn’t try. I’ve had too many sleepless nights for me to finally realize that the space between your fingers can never be my home. I thought that I was in love, it turns out that I’m just scared of being alone. And I’m so burnt out on shutting my fucking mouth, and I am so god damn bored
And I’m sorry if this is a bit overdue, forgive me for hesitating I was just a bit confused
‘Cause the space between your fingers was a place that I called home, maybe I’m in love, maybe I’m scared of being alone. And by all accounts I should just shut my fucking mouth, but I am so god damn bored
And now I can’t pretend I haven’t felt this sinking pit in my stomach, and when I look at you; I wanna feel whole but you know baby that ain’t the truth
And I’m sorry if this is a bit overdue, forgive me for hesitating I was just a bit confused
‘Cause the space between your fingers was a place that I called home, maybe I’m in love, maybe I’m scared of being alone. And by all accounts I should just shut my fucking mouth, but I am so god damn bored
And now I want to be angry, the fact that I’m seeing it this way, but it took me so long that I think this is the light of day
Well maybe I’m fucking up, but never let it be said I didn’t try. I’ve had too many sleepless nights for me to finally realize that the space between your fingers can never be my home. I thought that I was in love, it turns out that I’m just scared of being alone. And I’m so burnt out on shutting my fucking mouth, and I am so god damn bored