Getting Tired

Getting tired
Of the want, to just be with you
It breaks my heart
How alone am I, while sitting alone in this room
The room and I
Maybe I could laugh a little at my long and pouted mouth
A weighted grin
It is winter now, I must prepare for all I cannot bear
Myself, my mind
Ha, ha, ha
Laugh a little
Ha, ha, ha
You're so brittle
Ha, ha, ha
Laugh a little
Ha, ha, ha
You're so brittle
In the car ride home
My hands like little clams, so moist and cold
The grey window
So at peace am I, while driving across the water's folds
It's you I want to hold
Finding sadness, of the want to just tell you the truth
I'm sweating fibs
Tears glistening and 'round,
along the turned down corners of my mouth
Feel like I have drowned
Ha, ha, ha
Laugh a little
Ha, ha, ha
You're so brittle
Ha, ha, ha
Laugh a little
Ha, ha, ha
You're so brittle