| Sneeze too loud
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| An empty shell
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| My insides flooded out
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| My bones were drained and forgotten
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| While I was
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| Catching up to years of thought
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| So scared of what I may have lost
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| But when you crossed your legs and held me down
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| Pressed your lips against my mouth
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| I cowered back towards the couch
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| Well, are you proud of me now?
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| When you’re as awful as me
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| Locked in a state of low self-esteem
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| You’d build a wall to hide a good thing
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| And tear it down
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| When it’s completely stripped of meaning
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| Or regurgitates these old feelings
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| When you crossed your legs and held me down
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| Pressed your lips against my mouth
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| I cowered back towards the couch
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| Well, are you proud of me now?
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| When you’re as awful as me
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| Locked in a state of low self-esteem
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| (I know one thing for sure it’s that I’ll keep fighting for more)
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| When you’re as awful as me
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| You’d build a wall to hide a good thing
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| (I know one thing for sure it’s that I’ll keep fighting for more)
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| When you’re as awful as me
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| Locked in a state of low self-esteem
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| (I know one thing for sure it’s that I’ll keep fighting for more)
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| When you’re as awful as me
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| (I know one thing for sure)
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| It’s that I’ll keep fighting for more |