I am tired of crying in bathrooms
And lighting drags when I don't even smoke

Writing to no one
Sleeping with the hours
And sighing for a thousand things

So tired
Ignoring your words about a new girl

Watching flirtations
Whispered conversations

These Girls
They don't know how they kill me down whenever they hold his hand
And these girls
I'm getting old just by being 'round them
They're breaking the future I'll never hold again

So blue
I'm scratching at nothing
The tighter you hold him the stronger he gets

Inside I'm spinning my lesson
Lipstick and perfume
And fanciful speech

My suitcase is packed by the door
In case [bad word] crawling like he did before
 [bad word] get me
Don't you look over there

And these girls
They don't know how they kill me down whenever they hold his hand
And these girls
I'm getting old just by being 'round them
They're breaking the future I'll never hold again

And these girls
If I had my chance
Oh
I'll find a way to spell it out in the night
And these girls
It's dangerous
It's not their fault but I'm so tired of being nice

Anywhere that I go they appear before me
And everybody knows I'm addicted to the object of their eyes

And these girls
They don't know how they kill me down whenever they hold his hand
And these girls
I'm getting old just by being 'round them
They're breaking the future I'll never hold again

And these girls
If I had my chance
Oh
I'll find a way to spell it out in the night
And these girls
It's dangerous
It's not their fault but I'm so tired of being nice

So tired of being nice
So tired
So tired of being alone