Heavy

Feels a little like a waste of the day

I'd like to think that was the right thing to say

But it feels a little like

I'm not quite ready for all this change

My lungs are screaming

Could you give us a break?

Keep on givin' and givin' and givin' and I take

Pavement Sunday, heavy fire

People's eyes are looking tired

Haven't cried in a while

Maybe now's a good time

Missed a couple of your calls today

Wish I had a good excuse to say

But I don't have one

Guess I lost track of time

Feels a little like it might be the day

That I run out of all the right things to say

And it feels a little like

I'm not quite ready

And the house begins to shake

I'm tired of waiting for the walls to cave

I haven't cried in a while

Haven't cried in a while