Don't have a thing to share
I won't even comb my hair
But in our room so nice
This screwed up life and I sit down
Is that important?

I blow the goodbye test
And note that all my friends
Will use this time for sleep
They know that talk is cheap
But I know the words you say
Cost more than we could pay
Why leave on today?

I'm sure these passing days won't try to leave
(The sidewalks gone)
There's a chance in hell, it seems
A chance besides the fact we've seen
Where she says,
"Why? Why leave on today?
Why leave on today?"

Got a chance if all agree and she says,
"Trust. Yeah, there is trust in what we say"