| I guess you could say I’m a little afraid
|
| What if you go away?
|
| I’ve seen it before
|
| I’ve been there before
|
| If I have to love myself
|
| Tell me how to love myself
|
| What’s there to love about myself?
|
| I just wanted to see that as a person you want me
|
| But I’m feeling the pain of all these bags in the way
|
| And I’m thinking you’re just gonna run away
|
| And I can’t catch you
|
| I guess you could say
|
| That I want you to stay
|
| 'Cause you have this strange knack
|
| Adds a glow to my black
|
| As you chase it all away
|
| And I hope that you can see
|
| I will someday leave these things
|
| I am waiting to be free
|
| But I’m feeling the pain of all these bags in the way
|
| And I’m thinking you’re just gonna run away
|
| And I can’t catch you
|
| Oh, I want to catch you |