Tired Out

When I cheated on Sarah

I couldn't bring myself to speak

I couldn't sleep I couldn't concentrate I was weak

I was strangled by guilt my heart was a glass bowl

A stone in my throat I acted like an asshole

Sick to my stomach knowing I should burn in bed

Mad at myself I took it out on her instead

Pushing it down

Being nice just felt phony

Afraid of the phone ringing

Not alone but feeling lonely

Digging a hole

Now that I got a taste

I couldn't get rid of it

An idiot, what a waste

Paranoid and disapointed living in nightmare

My every opportunity to wash my hands was right there

When I cheated on Sarah

There wasn't a star in the sky

It was covered in clouds and I started to cry

I was cold and I deserved to be

Hardened and worthless

Windows painted shut

Rebel without a purpose

Clown smoking cigarettes

I think I thought I heard her name

Killing time abide my hands waiting for the hurricane

I'm tired out

Pave the way

Too low on gas to save the day

Slaves and outlaws

Kings and pharohs

No Tomorrow

Slings and arrows

I'm tired out

I'm tired out

Make the bed

Sream loud enough to wake the dead

Light a match

Break the bread

All I can do is shake the head

This is what I really am

When Sarah found out I cheated on her

Everything went to pieces

Hachets were dug up

My desperate words were meant for Jesus

I wanted to die

The future wasn't often stable

Photographs burnt while I stared at the coffee table

A little dog laughed

Shaded the ceiling fan

Words like broken glass

Eye of the storm

We passed damage back and forth

Cool of her to be so kind

She said I made a fool of her

I ruined the sand castle

Skeleton feeling mourn

People were dying now and babies were being born

Caught in the headlights

The rest of the day coming

I pulled at my sleeve while she begged me to say something

I'm tired out

Pave the way

Too low on gas to save the day

Slaves and outlaws

Kings and pharohs

No Tomorrow

Slings and arrows

I'm tired out

I'm tired out

Make the bed

Sream loud enough to wake the dead

Light a match

Break the bread

All I can do is shake my head

This is what I really am