Tired

Underneath the bridge I left some

Tears from my chests old kick drum

Smoke for the times we called love

Never again

Shots that I'm sure we both missed

To boxes filled up with old gifts

Thoughts that would make my tongue twist

To say again

Yea I'm sick

And tired of this

Tired on me

Why I can't sleep

She rolls my mind over

I'm sick

And tired of this

Tired on me

Why I can't sleep

She rolls my mind over, yea

Streets and their empty bottles

Hopes caught in a tomorrow

Things that we thought we'd call home

Never again

We are we are living longer

But are we living at all?

Oh no I'm sick

And tired of this

Tired on me

Why I can't sleep

She rolls my mind over

I'm sick

And tired of this

Tired on me

Why I can't sleep

She rolls my mind over, yea