Inside this room
Thoughts in my head
Nothing to do while I lie in this bed
There's so many things I'd do

Stuck in the static
Oh, why won't you move?
Want something more, yeah
I think I could live without you
I can't let my dreams fall through

I'm tired of these faces
I'm sick of these places
I want to escape it
Yeah, I want to escape it

I'm jaded
And I hate it
Will I make it?
I can almost taste it
I'm jaded
And I hate it
Will I make it?
I can almost taste it
I'm jaded
And I hate it
Will I make it?
I can almost taste it
I'm jaded
And I hate it
Will I make it?
I can almost taste it