Nest

I’ll tear the branches
Right off the trees
I’ll build myself a nest
I haven’t been sleeping lately
I think I need some rest
I’m tired of being depressed
And I’m sick of crying
You love me less and less
And I’m done with trying
I tear the wood
Right off the walls
I’ll build myself a bed
You talk a lot
I don’t talk at all
We should just sleep instead
I’m tired of being depressed
And I’m sick of crying
You love me less and less
And I’m done with trying