All I Know (Brody) lyrics

So cut me open and I'll spill my guts for you I don't have a thing to prove or the scars to prove it So when you cut me up and put me back to sleep Erase my memories you're still what makes me afraid of the night sky I'm tired of numbers and names no one hears a word that I say There's a bomb Inside of me Set for all of the worst times And there aren't any wires to cut Mistakes to prove Or friends to lose I think I'm talking in circles I haven't slept in weeks Sleep is for the week I'm tired of numbers and names no one hears a word that I say I'm tired of numbers and names I'm tired of numbers and names