A Place to Lay My Head

I'm so sick of the tension, sick of the hunger

Sick of you acting like I owe you this

Find another place to feed your greed

While I find a place to rest

Maybe someday I'll be just like you

And step on people like you do and

Run away of the people I thought I knew

I remember back then who you were

You used to be calm, used to be strong

Used to be generous but you should've known

That you'd wear out your welcome

And now you see how quiet it is, all alone