You've got me pinned against this barbed wire fence,    where my rust stains begin to bleed   the color red mixed with the blues in my pants   while my white hands try to write me free      I'm tired of drawing on my eyes   I'm tired of wasting words that keep me locked inside   I want to say how much your love has pushed me away;   Maybe it's better off this way      More hits have hit me than a radio dial   and the ones says shes on her way   More kicks have kicked me than a chorus line   and these bruises seem to stay      she's calling me out to go again      I'm tired of drawing on my eyes   I'm tired of wasting words that keep me locked inside      I want to say how much your love has pushed me away;   Maybe it's better off this way      Its all running again   pumping fumes to my head   She's calling me out to go again      Its all running again   Lyrics   pumping fumes to my head   She's calling me out to go again      I'm tired of drawing on my eyes   I'm tired of wasting words that keep me locked inside      I want to say how much your love has pushed me away;   Maybe it's better off this way