BMC - Belmont

You think that you can just count me out?

No indecision left to think about?

I’m done with keeping silence in my mouth

This thoughtless drought is so out of touch with the things you confide in

You play games in your head

While I’m stuck losing them

Hold your knife to my throat

No cuts, it’s all for show

Jump in and out of place

No room to fall and bruise

Kept all my focus straight

Yet I’m still last to move

Why do I pretend to keep caring

When I know I’ll never keep my peace?

I pretend to keep caring

When I know you’ll never let this be

I know you’ll never let this be

Rummage through my thoughts

Organize the knots, connect every dot

I’m locked away inside my own grave

Tear out something great, patch it up with hate just to fill the space

I’m staring at the floor

Feeling really sore

I’ve been here before

What I’ll never understand is…

Why do I pretend to keep caring

When I know I’ll never keep my peace?

I pretend to keep caring

When I know you’ll never let this be

Why do I pretend to keep caring

When I know I’ll never keep my peace?

I pretend to keep caring

When I know you’ll never let this be