Words Escape Me (Grace Alana)

Sitting at the edge of the bed You're so far away You won't talk to me And this is not the first time Picked your baggage up off the floor And threw your clothes away Then put them back again And this is not the first time Why do words escape me? It always comes out the wrong way Even if you listen You wouldn't hear me anyway I find the perfect thing to say As you walk away Why do words escape me? Oh Why do words escape me? Oh Having all this weight on my chest The pressure's crushing me I don't need your sympathy I'm talking to a brick wall Words are always failing me I lay them at your feet So there's no blaming me Even like a brick wall And this is not the first time Why do words escape me? It always comes out the wrong way Even if you listen You wouldn't hear me anyway I find the perfect thing to say As you walk away Why do words escape me? Oh Why do words escape me? Oh Sitting on the edge of the bed You're so far away You won't talk to me And this is not the first time Why do words escape me? It always comes out the wrong way Even if you listen You wouldn't hear me anyway I find the perfect thing to say As you walk away Why do words escape me? Oh Why do words escape me? Oh