Released on April 23, 2002

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Just one more verse, I swear

Just one more line to rhyme with the last one

I didn't really mean to write at all

And it's all my fault, I'm wasting precious time

On words that never seem to get through to anybody else

Here alone, I don't know what I wanna say

When you're around, I got a lot to write about

And words are lies, convenience in disguise

Communications scratched and over-analyzed

Well it's all your fault I've broken everything I own

Unable to spit out while you're standing waiting for me

Here alone, I don't know what I wanna say

When you're around, I got a lot to think about

And words are lies, convenience in disguise

We'll never really let each other in

And we're all dead, communications dead

And I'm no better than the worst I speak about

Give me a sign, some frequency in line

To understand what you really want to say

Here alone, I don't know what I wanna say

When you're down, I got a lot to write about

And words are lies, convenience in disguise

We'll never really let each other in