| Stop with the small talk | |
| Won't you | |
| Don't wanna feed the nightmare | |
| Sharp memory talks | |
| I hear around the room | |
| Don't wanna hear no more | |
| Hear no more from you | |
| Stop with the small talk | |
| Won't you | |
| I don't wanna hear the nightmare | |
| Sharp memory talks | |
| I hear around the room | |
| Don't wanna hear no more | |
| Hear no more from you | |
| And you no longer seem to cope | |
| With what you ask for | |
| But if you haven't gone back | |
| How can you start again | |
| This south island | |
| Is thorn apart | |
| But I'm stuck in it | |
| For this time | |
| When I breath | |
| Does it show that the more I learn | |
| The less I know | |
| Is not enough to crawl back | |
| Because you have to realise | |
| That if you choose to start again | |
| You gonna leave me mid-air | |
| And you no longer seem to cope | |
| With what you ask for | |
| And you no longer seem to cope | |
| With what you ask for | |
| Stop with the small talk | |
| Won't you | |
| Don't wanna feed the nightmare | |
| Sharp memory talks | |
| I hear around the room | |
| Don't wanna hear no more | |
| Hear no more from you | |
| And you no longer seem to cope | |
| With what you ask for | |
| And you no longer seem to cope | |
| With what you ask for | |
| This south island | |
| Is thorn apart | |
| But I'm stuck in it | |
| For this time | |
| When I breath | |
| Does it show that the more I learn | |
| The less I know |