Quietly, thinking to myself,
Sharing have a mind,
Instead of nothing else,
The shakings just begun
The pleasantries are gone
This sad exchanges leaves neither one of us
So we finally gave up
The meaning that you give out
The time has come to act out
Its living torture, living torture
No talking when I want you to listen
No talking, 'cause its living torture,
Its living torture, its living torture
Don't know why
Don't know why
We can't stand our side
There are all too many faces
We don't see right
If I had known back then,
Whatever I know now,
I think I'd have answers
But I don't know why
So we finally gave up
The meanings that you give out
The time has come to act out
But here I am and I'm still living
Its living torture, living torture
No talking when I want you to listen
No talking, 'cause its living torture, living torture
Its living torture, its living torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don't tell me what I'm trying to say to you
Oh no, I stole what it sounds like in my mind,
No talking when I want you to listen
No talking, 'cause its living torture, living torture
Its living torture, its living torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don't tell me what I'm trying to say to you
Quietly, thinking to myself,
This sad exchange brings neither one of us
Sad Exchange Video (MV)
Performed By: Finger Eleven
Written by: ROBERT SCOTT ANDERSON, JAMES RYAN BLACK, SEAN ANDERSON, RICK JACKETT, RICHARD ROBERT BEDDOE
Finger Eleven - Sad Exchange Lyrics
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Quietly, thinking to myself,
Sharing have a mind,
Instead of nothing else,
The shakings just begun
The pleasantries are gone
This sad exchanges leaves neither one of us
So we finally gave up
The meaning that you give out
The time has come to act out
Its living torture, living torture
No talking when I want you to listen
No talking, 'cause its living torture,
Its living torture, its living torture
Don't know why
Don't know why
We can't stand our side
There are all too many faces
We don't see right
If I had known back then,
Whatever I know now,
I think I'd have answers
But I don't know why
So we finally gave up
The meanings that you give out
The time has come to act out
But here I am and I'm still living
Its living torture, living torture
No talking when I want you to listen
No talking, 'cause its living torture, living torture
Its living torture, its living torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don't tell me what I'm trying to say to you
Oh no, I stole what it sounds like in my mind,
No talking when I want you to listen
No talking, 'cause its living torture, living torture
Its living torture, its living torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don't tell me what I'm trying to say to you
Quietly, thinking to myself,
This sad exchange brings neither one of us
Sharing have a mind,
Instead of nothing else,
The shakings just begun
The pleasantries are gone
This sad exchanges leaves neither one of us
So we finally gave up
The meaning that you give out
The time has come to act out
Its living torture, living torture
No talking when I want you to listen
No talking, 'cause its living torture,
Its living torture, its living torture
Don't know why
Don't know why
We can't stand our side
There are all too many faces
We don't see right
If I had known back then,
Whatever I know now,
I think I'd have answers
But I don't know why
So we finally gave up
The meanings that you give out
The time has come to act out
But here I am and I'm still living
Its living torture, living torture
No talking when I want you to listen
No talking, 'cause its living torture, living torture
Its living torture, its living torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don't tell me what I'm trying to say to you
Oh no, I stole what it sounds like in my mind,
No talking when I want you to listen
No talking, 'cause its living torture, living torture
Its living torture, its living torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don't tell me what I'm trying to say to you
Quietly, thinking to myself,
This sad exchange brings neither one of us
Writer: ROBERT SCOTT ANDERSON, JAMES RYAN BLACK, SEAN ANDERSON, RICK JACKETT, RICHARD ROBERT BEDDOE
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