Cursor blinking Like it’s keeping score You’re pulling on your jacket I say, “One minute more” I thought a song could get me Out of here someday Now I never leave this room And I’ve got nothing left to say I used to wake the neighbors Now I barely make a sound There’s a line I keep deleting Saying, “What’s this all about?” Blank page Loud heart What the hell am I trying to prove? Got a head full of almost And a night I’m burning through Blank page Loud heart Let the whole thing come out wrong I don’t wanna miss my life Trying to turn it into a song You ask how I’m doing I tell you what I’ve done You wait for an answer I thought I gave you one You say you need some air I nearly ask you to stay Like I’ve been much company Sitting three feet away You never asked for something You could hang up on a wall You just asked about my evening I had nothing done at all Blank page Loud heart What the hell am I trying to prove? Got a head full of almost And a night I’m burning through Blank page Loud heart Let the whole thing come out wrong I don’t wanna miss my life Trying to turn it into a song I close it without saving You ask me, “Any luck?” “No. You still going out?” You wait while I lace up The radio comes on You get the chorus wrong I sing your version louder You laugh through half the song Blank page Loud heart What the hell have I got to prove? You’re laughing through the wrong words And I’m singing them with you Blank page Loud heart Let the whole thing come out wrong I don’t wanna miss my life Trying to turn it into a song Still a blank page