I Get so Tired of You

The feeling’s creeping up
All the delicate things we can’t discuss
This room is small enough
Losing track of people I can trust
I get so tired of fighting
I get so tired of you
I get so tired of believing
The words I say that just aren’t true
The simple pleasures I confide in
Have made a fool of lesser men
If I can keep the wheels in motion
I might seem better than I’ve been
I feel it sinking in
There’s no way to tell how this one ends
Put on that dress again
Now I can’t get the image out my head
You get so tired of hiding
You get so tired of me
You get so tired of dreaming
How much better off you’d be
The simple pleasures I confide in
Have made a fool of lesser men
If I can keep the wheels in motion
I might seem better than I’ve been
The simple pleasures I confide in
Have made a fool of lesser men
If I can keep the wheels in motion
I might seem better than I’ve been