Wanting Out

Watching the critics. At home, we the cynics
Forgetting what we are watching for a long minute
But it’s redeeming what it’s like to be alive
Feeling that we are far removed
And all while you sit in your living room,
Wanting to know why you’ve never been in love

And the song maker is guilty as all
Making judgments or singing the song
It’s hard to get through a sunny day
In such a lovely place
Without the animal pawing from the inside
Tearing all of your patience away

Calling everyone a tool as they ask silly questions
You are the smiling fool, the animal’s been let in
Heart flutter and a shaky draw
Pulling a spoon from the drawer
Eating a distraction
Waiting for anxiety to stop

I want out, I want out
But I can’t stand up for too long before sitting down
Give me strength, give me strength
Tell me how I got this sickness, how low have I sank
Send it in a letter to where I am right now
I left my home, I’m out and down

I’ve made a choice to let love in
His is a magic touch but for a human friend
It’s not any help to tell
Everyone with a crutch of their own
Can’t see it if you’re happy alone
You won’t ask for strength so it may be just as well

Reading your pain a hundred times
Keeping you company against the enemy lines
I was never smart enough to get you to care
I participated in fake nights
Encouraging the “sweet” life
So I wouldn’t call you hanging up on me unfair

By the end of this I have lost all original thought
Panicking my health away yet I nearly forgot
I guess me writing it all out helps
So lovely boy, When you get done
Pretending to have so much fun
Try and remember the loudest truth you’ve ever felt


I want out, I want out, I want out
But I can’t stand up long before I sit down
Give me strength, give me strength
Tell me how I got this sickness, how low I’ve sank
Send it in a letter to where I am today
I’ve left my home, I think I gave it away