It's quiet, I don't like this silence
Do you have anything to say?
I'm used to hanging out under you
But I can't waste away

And it's a tired streak
And I'm here again
And you don't wanna speak
Your head in my hands

Are we awake? I wouldn't know
Are you okay? I do, I do hope so
Someone explain where the love goes
When it's gone away, sent in envelopes

And it's a tired streak
And I'm here again
And you don't wanna speak
Your head in my hands

Oh, living and breathing
Making my way to the back of your mind
Oh, how are you feeling?
Oh, I just wanna fill time

And it's a tired streak
And I'm here again
And you don't wanna speak
Your head in my hands
And it's a tired streak
And I'm here again
And you don't wanna speak
Your head in my hands