I’m getting the sense you want out
You’ve already had enough
Losing interest, you’re checked out
I’ve got this feeling in my gut
It’s hard to cope when you pretend you’re blind
Well I’ve seen this coming now for quite some time
We’re not functioning now, but
Can I still function if I leave you behind
What’s the best method to make amends
An 8-page text, or a rehearsed address
I digress
But how do I try to explain
If your life’s a t-shirt
Then I must be the stain
I’m getting the sense you want out
You’ve already had enough
Losing interest, you’re checked out
I’ve got this feeling in my gut (just tell me the truth)
Discontented, lame excuses, frequent absence
Guess you’ve got your dreams I have mine
Pulling in opposite directions
No need to give me your spin
I don’t want to roll through this cycle
All over again
I’m getting the sense you want out
You’ve already had enough
Losing interest, you’re checked out
(And I’m stressed out)
I’ve got this feeling in my gut
(Just tell me the truth)
Guess you’ve got your dreams I have mine