Tone

I've been drowning out the silhouettes with cigarettes and coffee stains
 An honest mess, full of regret
 Keeping my cool and trying to stay sane
 You pull me apart to find my heart
 But all along it's been on my sleeve
 Wondered why you wouldn't stay
 But now I wonder why you just won't leave
 Calling card, a sly remark
 Pointing fingers at all the things you can't conceive
 You pull me apart to find my heart
 But all along it's been on my sleeve
 You say there is no
 Emotion in my tone
 These chains they choke
 So I keep running
 Till I find another home
 Now it's clear it wasn't serious
 You used my bed to rest and lust
 I hid the truth from my own gut
 The fact you were my smoking gun
 It wasn't all bad
 I should've said that
 My way with words, it lacks
 I just wish I could mean something to someone!
 You say there is no
 Emotion in my tone
 These chains they choke
 So I keep running (I keep running)
 I keep running!