Throwaway - The Posies

I remember giving up the gory details

And it left me tongue-tied (such an elementary sickness)

Now I don’t want to think and I don’t want to feel

I wasn’t aware that this was part of the deal

When I put my finger on a greater expectation

But just my luck, I lack the patience of a statesman

And all of my language will fail to convey

That I’m terribly twisted around what I say

And the message I threw away

I don’t have it now

I don’t have it now

I don’t have it now

I don’t have it now

So I keep hiding and it only grows to hurt me

But time is wasting and I’m watching it desert me

I’m digging a hole and I’m making it deep

And I’m starting to question the hours that I keep

And the answer that I put to sleep

I don’t have it now

I don’t have it now

I don’t have it now

I don’t have it now

And so I’m writing with the hope that someone’s reading

For all to likely runs the risk of me repeating

But I don’t have the guts to prevent the decay

And I’m terribly twisted around what I say

And the courage that I threw away

I don’t have it now

I don’t have it now

I don’t have it now

I don’t have it now