Well lyrics

The sound of a chair flying
The sound of you driving away
The sound of four pairs of eyes making quiet contact
When there's nothing good to say

I can hear the clicking of the A.C
And I can hear the sound of the dial tone ring
And I can hear the sounds of the fridge
And I can hear the sound of everything and nothing

I can tell we are not well

I can hear the sound of the ears ring
I can hear my little brother crying
I can hear my mother's heart break
I can feel my whole body shake

I can feel the hand tightening around my neck
I can feel the teeth that I still have left
I can hear him coming my way
And i can feel my silence and shame