What's it take to clear you head Of all the things you've ever read Of all the trash that we collect Why put it in the vent What's the point in being friends If all you care is about yourself Heartbreak's walking down a boulevard with no horizon Sometimes you speak cause you wait too long Yet it's not relevant anymore Sometimes you smile when you're beaten Sometimes you cry for no reason I was afraid of the future The thread unraveled again It's good to have heart made of stone Who said it can't be hollow and warm Was walking towards a mountain that's only getting smaller What's it take to clear you head Of all the things you've ever read Of all the trash that we collect It's time to put it in the vent