You said I'm sorry as you went to leave And I lit a match to throw down at your feet And scream: Don't come back As you turned toward the door And I ached as the flames grew up from the floor And I'm tired of going out And I'm tired of staying in bed And I'm tired of your heart beating its way to my head The old incantations I kept to myself I miss you and I love you are weak protections spells I held myself to the sound of my own breath Settled down and slept in the crook of my own neck And I looked out the window And I wondered aloud Will the Sun ever come back? I'm so tired of the clouds And I'm tired of going out And I'm tired of staying in bed And I'm tired of your heart beating its way into my head The old incantations I kept to myself I miss you and I love you are weak protections spells