it's hitting me. how far can it go inside of me?
little else that I can show
running down on my list of grievances to no one
spitting out sweet relief for sour thoughts

Chorus
all that time I wanted nothing more
than this to turn out right
but he and I left too many words unspoken

I hide myself throwing dirt around
soon I'll be snug inside this hole I've made
running out of fingers I can point at him
spinning down, when will I finally hit the ground?

Chorus
all that time I wanted nothing more
than this to turn out right
but he and I left too many words unspoken
ohoh, unspoken
broken inside
broken

hold it in, how long before I fold?
knock it down, watch how far the pieces go
wear it out, run this thing into the ground
pick it up, find out what it's all about

Chorus
all that time I wanted nothing more
than this to turn out right
but he and I left too many words unspoken
all that time I wanted nothing more
than this to turn out right
but he and I left too many words unspoken
hah, unspoken
unspoken
unspoken
broken