| you’ll rescue me right? |
| in the exact same way they never did
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| I’ll be happy right? |
| when your healing powers kick in you’ll complete me right? |
| then my life can finally begin
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| I’ll be worthy right? |
| only when you realize the gem I am?
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| but this won’t work now the way it once did
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| and I won’t keep it up even though I would love to once I know who I’m not then I’ll know who I am but I know I won’t keep on playing the victim
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| these precious illusions in my head did not let me down when I was defenseless
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| and parting with them is like parting with invisible best friends
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| this ring will help me yet as will you knight in shining armor
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| this pill will help me yet as will these boys gone through like water
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| but this won’t work as well as the way it once did
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| cuz I want to decide between survival and bliss
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| and though I know who I’m not I still don’t know who I am but I know I won’t keep on playing the victim
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| these precious illusions in my head did not let me down when I was a kid
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| and parting with them is like parting with a childhood best friend
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| I’ve spent so long firmly looking outside me
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| I’ve spent so much time living in survival mode |