Amber Changing
Rise Against - Revolutions Per Minute
Information kept to myself
And everybody wants to know
I trust the words of no one else
'Cause I've been there before
Your voice is wasted 'cause I'm not listening
These calloused fingers are wrapped
Around a black ball-point pen
These eyes don't wander as far
No place that I'd rather be
There's no time that I'd rather be
I'm on the other end begging you
A shaking whisper is answering
Your voice is wasted 'cause I'm not listening
When the fires burned out and the smoke clears
No place that I'd rather be
No time that I'd rather be
That tonight will never end
No place that I'd rather be
There's no time that I'd rather be