i want to tell you about my troubles

not sure if that would ease the pain

late nights and long drives

can make your mind numb

but no darkness

no distance will erase where you're from

but i got my tragedy

i got my tear stained table

i got my painful silence on the phone

got my tragedy

shattered shell that was my home

now search me for

my inspiration

i ain't no teenage star crossed lover

i ain't no aging king on throne

five bags cannot contain my story

no curtain fall will end the show

but i got my tragedy

i got my tear stained table

got my painful silence on the phone

got my tragedy

shattered shell that was my home

now search me for

my inspiration

i cut my tongue on the shards of my mind

i'm living low in the sound of my life

i broke my hand just to prove i was wrong

a face reflected in a teary pool

the features give into distortion

are you sure that you recognize me

you want to tell me about your troubles

you need someone to fill that room

the chance that i'll come to your rescue

a chance that i'll come to my own

but i got my tragedy

i got my tear stained table

i got my painful silence on the phone

got my tragedy

a shattered shell that was my home

now search me for

my inspiration

now search me for

my inspiration