I don't have time for trivial conversation
I don't have the patience or the concentration
Not sure I care to hear about your frustrations
And I can live without your trepidation
I don't have time for trivial conversation
There's no room for all your worryin'
There's no space for all your hurtin'
You fill up my head with your pointless stories
And I'll be damned if I let your lies start working
There's no room for all your worryin'
You have been a blister
On my soul
You won't be the reason
I fall so low
You won't be the Hyde to my Jekyll, no
You'll be nothing when I let you go
You won't be my damnation
And I won't be your salvation
I can't heed to all your expectations
And I just can't seem to swallow your suffocation
You won't be my damnation
You have been a blister
On my soul
You won't be the reason
I fall so low
You won't be the Hyde to my Jekyll, no
You'll be nothing when I let you go
You have been a blister
On my soul
You won't be the reason
I fall so low
You won't be the Hyde to my Jekyll, no
You'll be nothing when I
Yeah, you'll be nothing when I let you go