Testo Insane

Should I speak? Should I bother shaking hands? Am I weak If I leave it as it stands? I've submerged And I've surfaced with the blame I guess I'm no good, I guess I'm insane Should I go, if she calls out my name? And if she bleeds, should I wipe up the stain? And if I'm low, can I drown in this rain? I guess I'm no good, I guess I'm insane And I hate when you say That I never fight for you Sometimes you breathe All over my scar And you always end up Closer than close That's where I give in Should I confess The actions of a hand In my mind I'll betray you once again Why should I climb? What is there to gain? This is no good This is insane And I hate when you say That I never fight for you Sometimes you breathe All over my scar And you always end up Closer than close That's whenre I give in You're taking, you're taking You're taking me down You're taking, you're taking You're taking me down And you always end up Closer than close That's where I give in