You might think it's a waste of breath
When I struggle to find the words to express myself
You don't empathise with the things that I feel
And you just don't believe that my feelings are for real
Well, I may make a mess of it all
When I'm trying too hard to break down the walls
And it's hard to admit
I'm wasting my breath on you
But there's no competition to win
And it's pointless admitting defeat
That it hurts to concede
Some things are beyond my reach
The emptiest cans make the loudest noises
The emptiest heads have the loudest voices
I envy your style and your education
But I only aspire to communication, yeah yeah yeah
If I knew how to say what I wanted to say
I'd be much less angry with you
It's so sad to abuse the time there is left
On someone who thinks that I'm wasting my breath
I feel like I'm missing the point again
But there's no competition to win
And it's pointless admitting defeat
That it hurts to concede
Some things are beyond my reach
You might think that I'm wasting my breath
You might think that I'm wasting my breath
Well, what do you know