A Finer Form of Silence

When I count up all the mistakes I've made,
The games I've played,
The things I've said,
Well, I can't help feeling I've done something wrong.

But I take a look at my memories of you,
The hoops I'd jump through,
The things I'd do
And I can't help feeling that you tagged along.

"Let's not talk, let's not speak
Fuck, why on Earth should we try listening?
This other person's not gonna change"
Well it's hard to act right when you don't know who you're playing 

Relationships all fall a part
Seems like all these women have a change of heart
Yeah at some point in time
They just stop caring or they never did

I'm not sitting here crying about it
Just a little confused as to why it happens
And I'd really like them to be less sparing
In their words

See, it's hard to fix something you don't know is broken
And it's hard to quit coughing if you don't know you're smoking
Honesty has more meaning to me
Than a handful of lies

If you told me things are wrong, I could take 'em to bed
Wake up in the morning less wrong in the head
But it's hard to make things right for you
If you philosophy with me is as follows:

"Let's not talk, let's not speak.
Fuck, why should we try listening?
This other person's not gonna change...
Instead of making progress, let's just play games!"

"Let's not talk, let's not speak.
Fuck, why should we try listening?
This other person's not gonna change...
'cuz changing ourselves is far too strange..."

"Let's not talk, let's not speak.
Fuck, why should we try listening?
This other person's not gonna change...
Come back a year later... yeah, he'll still be the same."

"Let's not talk, let's not speak.
Fuck, why should we try listening?
This other person's not gonna change..."
Well, it's hard when I can't hear what you want to s-