As life moves on, you see me cautious,
Words stick in the throat like sore-dust,
I'm still sick to the throat and nauseous,
From what has been said before. This is post-war.
If I hung myself, If life halted, you'd still fault it;
You'd still shout at me, claiming you were assaulted.
I never caused the problems you rue,
Let me move on with my life, I'm not asking you to.
You've not the faintest clue, feeling blue.
Your words are untrue and I don't love you.
It's long overdue and takes two, I've never said it,
You never told me I'm doing well or gave me any credit.
Why should I speak to you, your depressed and hated,
Do you think you deserve love, just for being related?
You think I belong but I will tell you your wrong,
You see this mind of mine? forever strong;
This has been happening for too long,
Believing that I'm the Burden.

Leaning on the windowsill,
You look to the night and stare,
Where you should be sleeping.
You never think that,
Someone could be staring back.
Nobody sees you there;
But why should you care when,
That windowsill,
Is all you have to lean on,
I know it's depressing;
To watch the rain is interesting.
You can't express a feeling,
When your sunk below the boat,
Your not really there inside,
Your out there with no coat.
I don't need to stress when nothing matters,
Feelings broken, left there in tatters.
So I'm staying up,
To soak up the sadness.
Where I can watch the rain.
What lies in a puddle,
Lay there in vain.
Nobody sees the pain,
You go through.
Leaning on the windowsill.
But I do.

I want a new challenge, cut me some slack,
The wordsmith of *******,
Found scratches on my back,
I was scarred anyway,
That's without a cat.
I'm lonely, that's a fact,
Driving Titanic with a bomb attached,
They say I'm explosive,
Can you picture that?
Given too many problems,
Papering over cracks,
Covering little faults and Nick Nacks,
I miss them cheap Tic Tacs,
Find the understanding that my head lacks,
Only The Lonely,
One of my favourite tracks;
Crying me to sleep.
But that's fine,
I think about it all the time.
People Help The People,
Don't wanna know me;
Sick of being lonely.
Need to be doing things,
To keep my mind busy,
So many problems,
Take It Easy.