The Bed Next To The Window

Sitting on the bed next to the window

Like a curling billboard drawn in greasy ink

If silence is a crime then you're in trouble

Your photographs are cracked and faded pink

The way you can't remember how you got here

Reminds you that they still don't have a clue

If silence is a crime then you're in trouble

Cause you say nothing no you never do

You just want to make a difference

So you don't want this you don't want this anymore

You can never find the right words

For your one-way ticket out

Sitting on the bed next to the window

Makes you wonder will this ever change

If silence is a crime then you're in trouble

But words are sometimes hard to rearrange

You just want to make a difference

So you don't want this you don't want this anymore

But you can never find the right words

For your one-way ticket out

They turn you on they turn you off

You stare at your shoes

They can't get enough

Tip of you tongue

You must recall you never needed words at all

You're just speechless now you're only speechless now

When you're ready to speak just let us know

You just want to make a difference

So you don't want this you don't want this anymore

But you can never find the right words

For your one-way ticket out

You just want to make a difference

So you don't want this you don't want this anymore

But you can never find the right words

For your one-way ticket out

You just want to make a difference

So you don't want this you don't want this anymore

But you can never find the right words

And you can never find the right words

and you can never find the right words

For your one-way ticket out