Everybody stops to look
But they still can't say a word
They've tried so many times before
That the meanings went unheard
Cobbled bits and pieces
Straining eyes to make some sense
Always fighting with remorse again
While the weak, they play pretend
Send a letter straight my way
You didn't go outside today
Well what's the point?
Now what's the point?
And they'll wonder what became of you
They will wonder what became of you
It's only noise
We had no choice