Things That Aren't Words - Those Who Try

There's a quiet serpent
Waiting for me
It's wrapped around my heart
It's got me hurting badly

This is what becomes of those who try
I whisper to my heart, which in its injury replies
You're a monster. You're a glutton. You're a fiend
You've taken everything you can, but not a single thing you need
You're gonna have to give it all back

Every time I think I've had enough
It comes around and spits into my eyes
Blind, though, I may have become
I've tried. O God, how I've tried

This is what becomes of those who try
I whisper to my heart, which in its injury replies
You're a monster. You're a glutton. You're a fiend
You've taken everything you can, but not a single thing you need
You're gonna have to give it all back
You're gonna have to give it all up
You're gonna have to give it all back

Written by:
Adam Nixon

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