Lungs

Haven't you heard that I talk about you in my sleep?
Killing ourselves as a way of keeping the peace
My lungs are full, I know that it's making me weak
It's you that I need stop me from going too deep

This house is
Oh so quiet when you're not around
This house is
Oh so quiet when you're not around

Haven't you heard that I talk about you in my sleep
Chewing on words to say that you can keep
My lungs are full
I know that it's making me weak
The dust in-between it lines these well-worn sheets

This house is
Oh so quiet when you're not around
This house is
Oh so quiet when you're not around

Sometimes I find it hard to rely on yourself
Sometimes I find hard to rely on anybody