Sometimes The Silence Is Sweeter

I’m waiting on everyone

But I know that they can’t come here anyway

I’m falling onto deaf ears

And they insist that they will always be there

To catch the voice as it falls down

To a cushion of faces turned around

I’m falling onto deaf ears

But it will be fine just as long as I know

That sometimes the silence is sweeter

Sometimes the silence is sweeter

Sometimes the silence is sweeter

And when they never get here

This feeling only sticks for a little while

Am I better off without them?

Am I better off without them?

And Sometimes the silence is sweeter

Sometimes the silence is sweeter

Sometimes the silence is sweeter