Finger Eleven

Sad exchange



Quietly thinking to myself Sharing half our mind instead of none The shakings just begun The pleasantries are gone, This sad exchange pleased neither one of us So we finally gave up Meanings tend to give out The Time was gone to act out this living torture, living torture No talking When I want you to Listen No talking cos it's Living torture, Living torture Don?t know why, don?t know why, we can?t stand aside (I don't want your many faces we don't see right) If I had known back then Whatever I know now I'd think I?d have answers but I don?t know why So we finally gave up The Meanings tend to give out The Time was gone to act out But Here I am and I?m still living No talking when I want you to listen No Talking cos it's Living Torture, Living Torture No talking when I want you to listen Don't tell me what I?m trying to say to you Both of us know What it sounds like in my mind Now both of us know What it sounds It Sound like Both of us know What it sounds like in my mind Now both of us know Now both of us know No talking when I want you to listen No Talking cos it's Living Torture, Living Torture No talking when I want you to listen Don't tell me what I?m trying to say to you Quietly thinking to myself This sad exchange pleased neither on of us