What's it take to clear you head
Of all the things you've ever read
Of all the trash that we collect
Why put it in the vent
What's the point in being friends
If all you care is about yourself
Heartbreak's walking down a boulevard with no horizon
Sometimes you speak cause you wait too long
Yet it's not relevant anymore
Sometimes you smile when you're beaten
Sometimes you cry for no reason
I was afraid of the future
The thread unraveled again
It's good to have heart made of stone
Who said it can't be hollow and warm
Was walking towards a mountain that's only getting smaller
What's it take to clear you head
Of all the things you've ever read
Of all the trash that we collect
It's time to put it in the vent
