Sad Exchange - Finger Eleven

Quietly thinking to myself

Sharing half our mind instead of none

The shakings just begun

The pleasantries are gone,

This sad exchange pleased neither one of us So we finally gave up Meanings tend to give out

The Time was gone to act out

this living torture, living torture

No talking When I want you to Listen

No talking cos it’s Living torture, Living torture

Don’t know why, don’t know why, we can’t stand aside

(I don’t want your many faces

we don’t see right)

If I had known back then

Whatever I know now

I’d think I’d have answers but I don’t know why

So we finally gave up The Meanings tend to give out

The Time was gone to act out

But Here I am and I’m still living

No talking when I want you to listen

No Talking cos it’s Living Torture, Living Torture

No talking when I want you to listen

Don’t tell me what I’m trying to say to you

Both of us know

What it sounds like in my mind

Now both of us know

What it sounds It Sound like

Both of us know

What it sounds like in my mind

Now both of us know

Now both of us know

No talking when I want you to listen

No Talking cos it’s Living Torture, Living Torture

No talking when I want you to listen

Don’t tell me what I’m trying to say to you

Quietly thinking to myself

This sad exchange pleased neither on of us