[Verse 1]
The feeling’s creeping up
All the delicate things we can’t discuss
This room is small enough
Losing track of people I can trust
[Pre-Chorus]
I get so tired of fighting
I get so tired of you
I get so tired of believing
The words I say that just aren’t true
[Chorus]
The simple pleasures I confide in
Have made a fool of lesser men
If I can keep the wheels in motion
I might seem better than I’ve been
[Verse 2]
I feel it sinking in
There’s no way to tell how this one ends
Put on that dress again
Now I can’t get the image out my head
[Pre-Chorus]
You get so tired of hiding
You get so tired of me
You get so tired of dreaming
How much better off you’d be
[Chorus]
The simple pleasures I confide in
Have made a fool of lesser men
If I can keep the wheels in motion
I might seem better than I’ve been
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus]
The simple pleasures I confide in
Have made a fool of lesser men
If I can keep the wheels in motion
I might seem better than I’ve been