I'm sick of the silencenI shake as I give my point of viewnI'll wait till your heads lockedn& trap the blame back on younwhy wont you believe me?nbecause I keep staring at my shoesnI try and move closern& open the floodgates locked on younnnbaby please,ndont say it wont get betterndont say it all looks downndont say it can't get betternyou scare me out of townnnyou thinkin' it's easynto go and give up but dont give innI'll crack if she leaves menI'll squeeze her to death if we should winnnnbaby please,ndont say it wont get betterndont say it all looks downndont say it can't get betternyou scare me out of townnnI'm sick of the silencenforget why i give my point of view.