Wasted Songtext

von Letters to Cleo

The saddest sound I ever heard
The saddest sound I ever heard
The quiet that takes the place of the silence
That takes the place of your voice
You're right, reasons are dumb and I'm
Just talking too much
And I want to be alone with what I am - wasted
The cruelest voice comes back to me
The cruelest thing, you think you didn't know me
It's alright, I'm outside now - smiling, but eyes don't lie
You're right, reasons are dumb and I'm
Just talking too much
And I want to be alone whit what I am - wasted
I'll just coem apart or something
No one could be more empty than I am and
I would take it all back if I could, but I can't.