head hits the pillow and waits for shadows to close shadows close down and drops rain hits heads of footsteps head down feet grounded eyes locked on shadows and cracks around pick me out and piece me trick me into feeling sorry so sorry i could let you down oh the pain here it comes again knocking at the door with a night stick tapping into feelings and past regressions feelings never obsessed about like written words never heard pick me out and piece me trick me into feeling sorry so sorry i could break you down eyes wander eyes meet eyes lock retreat repeat oh the loneliness that has soaked in and the trust that has been broken in a town with sounds not worth listening and friendships not worth keeping