You've got me pinned against this barbed wire fence, where my rust stains begin to bleed the color red mixed with the blues in my pants while my white hands try to write me free I'm tired of drawing on my eyes I'm tired of wasting words that keep me locked inside I want to say how much your love has pushed me away; Maybe it's better off this way More hits have hit me than a radio dial and the ones says shes on her way More kicks have kicked me than a chorus line and these bruises seem to stay she's calling me out to go again I'm tired of drawing on my eyes I'm tired of wasting words that keep me locked inside I want to say how much your love has pushed me away; Maybe it's better off this way Its all running again pumping fumes to my head She's calling me out to go again Its all running again Lyrics pumping fumes to my head She's calling me out to go again I'm tired of drawing on my eyes I'm tired of wasting words that keep me locked inside I want to say how much your love has pushed me away; Maybe it's better off this way