I've been giving it up
You've been taking what's mine
So when does it end
I've been holding the line
Got a thing to confess
And I can't let it slide
It's gonna give me away
Eat me up inside
Running low on the highs
Running out on the ins
Feeling empty and weak
Take myself for a spin
Can't pull an all-nighter
It's not me anymore
Cuz I'm not the provider
Get your feet off my floor
About run out of steam
About run out of time
About run out of me
Gotta get back what's mine
In the end it's just me
And what's left of my dreams
With the wind and the sky
And the places I've seen
Gather dust 'til your cocoon is fully spun
Shame you came up short in the long run
And when the things you heard slip out your ear
It seems smaller in here
There's a lock on the soul there
Keeps that evil inside her
Just don't knock on my door
Cuz I'm not the provider
Tip me over, pour me out
It might be what you're about
Sitting quietly is your new way to run
Culture the mood when the day is almost done
And when the things outside move swiftly by
It seems peaceful inside
Trade relevance for a plot designed for one
Project your ken on everything under the sun
And when the things inside cross your mind
It seems peaceful outside
Tip me over, tip me over
Tip me over, pour me out
Change the channel to find your favorite rerun
Settle in and coast toward the midnight sun
And when the thing that hurts brings no tear
It's dark in here