Anyone, Anyone? - Dashboard Confessional

I’m not sure of anyone, anyone

But I’ve got plans

I’m not asking for everything but sure I could use a hand

Get a little anxious

Sometimes you’ll be gone and I’ll be left behind

Get a little nervous

Sometimes it’ll be my cue and I’ll forget my lines

Get a little lost look

And some staring from the corner of my eye

Never really mastered disinterest

I can’t see how

The way that you leave me alone makes us close

I must be out of touch

I won’t ask you

To give up on the things that seem to keep you gone

But I can be gone too

Feel a little sorry

Sometimes you’re not here when I am writing

Feels a little awkward

Sometimes you won’t talk but we’re not fighting

You hold on to your secrets

And I’m not privy to what is on your mind

But I can’t help but feel tired

So tired, so tired, so tired

So tired