I don't give enough to take back what I own My stories are told out of broken homes I could be a bit better if I kill off this ghost I'm alone
I bleed from the inside And I won't tell anyone I'm nowhere to find But I couldn't care it all Live like a ghost to keep me from talking, til' you notice where I'm at 'Cause I couldn't care at all
Nowhere to hide, and nowhere to run to when nobody listens I'm just a liar that's tired of trying I'll pick myself apart 'cause I couldn't care at all
