And you know I tried You know I tried to talk But no matter how I try I always fall My voice won't bend My voice won't bend through the wall Yeah you know I tried You know I tried my all There will never be enough of cigarette butts on the street Summer smoke up in the air and rocks and mud across your feet I remember times were tardy with my eyes set on the clock ‘Stead of eyes that softly pry upon the rest that do not watch There’s no problem being a bench or even a stool if there’s no decence I’m always scared to ask So I just make up all your reasons But I wish you knew the things I thought about when out of sight Guess I got used to the routine of my wrongs when times were right