Rest Your Head

The sound of knocking’s getting old
But I can’t be bothered
Opening the door
The expression on your face clearly shows I’m outta place
But then something came to me
The air outside is hard to breathe
So would you slip the food under the door?
'Cause I’m staying here a while more
Rest your head against the wall
The way you sympathize with me
Makes me more pathetic, even I can see
And have we lost our way of showing love?
Could we retrace our steps?
Rest your head against the wall
Rest your head against the wall