Beth Crowley - Trenches

I start to dial your number
cnd I can't help but wonder
Which side of you I'll get tonight

The one that's so unsettled
cnd hates me just a little
Or the one that isn't in denial

I've run out of things to say
I can't make you change
If you don't really want to

Why would you rather lay
In the lonely bed you made
When I'm out in the trenches
cnd I'm still fighting for you

It's been an endless cycle
Of memories you don't remember
But they all mean something to me

Each time you drown your sorrows
Hit the bottom of the bottle
It never fixes anything

You must think i'm pretty sad
Trying to breathe some life back
In what's already half-dead

I'm so angry I could snap
You should be just as mad
You tell me I don't know what
It's been like inside your head

But I never claimed I did
Just help me understand
How did it get this bad

I've run out of things to say
I can't make you change
If you don't really want to

Why would you rather lay
In the lonely bed you made
When I'm out in the trenches

You must think i'm pretty sad
Trying to breathe some life back
In what's already half-dead

I'm so angry I could snap
You should be just as mad
It's time that you decide
What kind of life you want to live

Written by:
Dave Bassett, Leigh Kakaty

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