You've hit that point of over speaking
Too much conversation but it's mostly with yourself
They just need to be there more than they can
And give you their silence
The irony
It's okay, you'll go home whenever you want to
The irony
Needing no one else is the safest you've ever felt
You can't look up from the floor
'Cause if you look at him staring
It's like staring at yourself
And you hate it
But I guess you've sort of settled down now
The irony
It's okay, you'll go home whenever you want to
The irony
Needing no one else is the safest you've ever felt
Needing no one else is the safest you've ever felt
Smile like it's someone else's pain
Look after yourself
