Heavy

Feels a little like a waste of the day
I'd like to think that was the right thing to say
But it feels a little like
I'm not quite ready for all this change

My lungs are screaming
Could you give us a break?
Keep on givin' and givin' and givin' and I take

Pavement Sunday, heavy fire
People's eyes are looking tired
Haven't cried in a while
Maybe now's a good time

Missed a couple of your calls today
Wish I had a good excuse to say
But I don't have one
Guess I lost track of time

Feels a little like it might be the day
That I run out of all the right things to say
And it feels a little like
I'm not quite ready

And the house begins to shake
I'm tired of waiting for the walls to cave
I haven't cried in a while
Haven't cried in a while