Words Escape Me - Alana Grace

Sitting at the edge of the bed

You’re so far away

You won’t talk to me

And this is not the first time

Picked your baggage up off the floor

And threw your clothes away

Then put them back again

And this is not the first time

Why do words escape me?

It always comes out the wrong way

Even if you listen

You wouldn’t hear me anyway

I find the perfect thing to say

As you walk away

Why do words escape me?

Oh

Why do words escape me?

Oh

Having all this weight on my chest

The pressure’s crushing me

I don’t need your sympathy

I’m talking to a brick wall

Words are always failing me

I lay them at your feet

So there’s no blaming me

Even like a brick wall

And this is not the first time

Why do words escape me?

It always comes out the wrong way

Even if you listen

You wouldn’t hear me anyway

I find the perfect thing to say

As you walk away

Why do words escape me?

Oh

Why do words escape me?

Oh

Sitting on the edge of the bed

You’re so far away

You won’t talk to me

And this is not the first time

Why do words escape me?

It always comes out the wrong way

Even if you listen

You wouldn’t hear me anyway

I find the perfect thing to say

As you walk away

Why do words escape me?

Oh

Why do words escape me?

Oh