Lyrics:

You with an empty page and a quiet rage
Feel the doubters creeping in
Reach for the savoir-faire but it isn't there
The whole façade is wearing thin
Are the cracks about to show?
If they were how would you know?
Should you try and soldier on
If the appetite is gone?
And is lying to yourself
Really such a crime
Words get thrown away
When did you fix your ways?
Is it just a faze?
Well that's not so hard to believe
There are rumours in the room
There are harbingers of doom
Say you've done a Kerouac
Say you're never coming back
But we won't loose any sleep
'Cause talk is cheap
Words get thrown away
Thank you, not today
There are rumours in the room
There are harbingers of doom
Say you've done a Kerouac
Say you're never coming back
But we won't loose any sleep
'Cause talk is cheap
Words get thrown away
Thank you, not today