Tired Of Me

You say, "Hold on to the reigns"
I say, "Let them go tonight"
My brain waves confused between what is and ain't
She cries, "Groundless and free"

Tired of the water
Tired of the wine
Tired of the future
Tired of time

Tired of the madness
Tired of the steel
Tired of the violence
Tired of "me"

Used steel
Used steel, am I
What was pliable in love
Is now hard and crystalized

The intellect is fine
For counting money and recalling times
That she cries, "Groundless and free"

Tired of the water
Tired of the wine
Tired of the future
Tired of time

Tired of the madness
Tired of the steel
Tired of the violence
Tired of "me"
Tired of "me" (oh oh yeah)

I'm so tired of time
And I'm so tired of the wine
And I'm so tired of time
And I'm so tired of the wine (yeah)

And hope is a letter that never arrives
Delivered by the postman of my fear

You say, "Hold onto the reigns"
I say, "Let them go tonight"
My brain waves confused between what is and ain't
She cries "Groundless and free"

Tired of the water
Tired of the wine
Tired of the future
Tired of time

I am
Tired of the madness
Tired of the steel
Tired of the violence

Tired of "me"
Tired of "me"
Tired of "me"
Tired of "me"

Tired
Tired of "me"