Lyrics

I'm tired of speaking your words
Can't shout them louder than you
I'm tired of passing your notes
Rehashing old as new

I've got to hide under the covers
I've got to hide under the covers

Your thoughts are so much deeper
The butter that you spread
Your mountain so much steeper
So I'll climb yours instead

I've got to hide under the covers
I've got to hide under the covers

And how many hours of your life
Will they hound you
With how many blades of a knife
To surround you
And how many dreams can you hide
In your sweater
With how many tears have you lied
You bed wetter
Distraction
Distraction

A bird will travel overseas
Hailing words of stone
Hunted by the angry breeze
The diction not his own

I've got to hide under the covers
I've got to hide under the covers

And how many hours of your life
Will they hound you
With how many blades of a knife
To surround you
And how many dreams can you hide
In your sweater
With how many tears have you lied
You bed wetter
Distraction
Distraction
Distraction
Distraction