Saints and Sailors (MTV Unplugged Version)

This is where I say I've had enough

And no one should ever feel the way that I feel now

A walking open wound, a trophy display of bruises

And I don't believe that I'm getting any better, any better

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring

And I'm thinking awful things, I'm pretty sure that few would notice

And this apartment is starving for an argument

Anything at all to break the silence

Wandering this house like I've never wanted out

And this is about as social as I get now

And I'm throwing away the letters that I am writing you

'Cause they would never do, I would never do, never

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring

And I'm thinking awful things, I'm pretty sure that few would notice

And this apartment is starving for an argument

Anything at all to break the silence

But don't be a liar, don't say that

Everything is working when everything is broken

And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor

And your eyes say the jokes on me

But I'm not laughing, you're not leaving

Well, who do I think I am kidding?

When I'm the only one locked in this hell

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring

And I'm thinking awful things, I'm pretty sure that few would notice

And this apartment is starving for an argument

Anything at all to break the silence

So don't be a liar, don't say that

Everything is working when everything is broken

And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor

And your eyes say the jokes on me