Lyrics

[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 hеad [Pre-Chorus] You get so tired of hiding You get so tirеd 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