Epiphany

Your words to me just a whisper
Your Faces so unclear
I try to pay attention
Your words just disappear
'Cause it's always raining in my head
So I speak to you in riddles because
My wordes get in my way. I smoke the
Whole thing to my head and feel it
Wash away 'cause I can't take anymore
Of this, I want to come apart,
 Or dig myself A little hole inside
Your precious heart
 'Cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said
I am nothing more than a little boy inside
That cries out for attention,
though I always try to hide
And I talk to you like children,
But I don't know
How I feel but I know
I'll do the right thing
If the right thing is revealed.
But it's always Raining in my head
 - Forget all the things
I should have said....

   ~Staind~