| I never thought that what I said
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| Could have so many meanings
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| To her one voice is a harmony
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| I try to say I care but no
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| It sounds like I don’t mean it
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| She thinks I’m a parody
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| And when she won’t speak to me she doesn’t tell me why
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| I’m supposed to know what I’ve done wrong and make it right
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| I think she’s made of glass
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| She breaks with the lightest touch
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| And cuts me when I try to put her back together
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| I twist myself to the best I can be
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| But I never do enough
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| I always do too much
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| And when she tells me to leave all she wants is for me to stay
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| And when she wants me to stay it’s dangerous to leave
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| When she stares at me I go down
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| When that stare hits me I’m wrapped around
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| When she stares I know it won’t take long before I crawl
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| The moments of hope are the moments of truth
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| With weapons laid aside
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| And all is peace and beauty
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| I could go on like that forever
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| But the call was never mine
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| She wins I’m the loser
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| She hears my words like they? |
| re doublecross-designed
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| And every time she breaks she gets that cold and piercing eye
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| When she stares at me I go down
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| When that stare hits me I? |
| m wrapped around
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| When she stares I know it won? |
| t be long before I crawl
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| She’s freaking out
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| I need a break
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| Anything at all
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| Anything at all
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| I need something to calm her down
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| Anything at all
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| Anything at all
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| Anything at all
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| It’s been like this for all my life
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| Everywhere I go I tend to cause confusion
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| I go for peace but end up with strife
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| The belief in a clear statement
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| Is a painful illusion
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| Everywhere I stay there’s someone asking me to leave
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| And every time I leave there’s someone asking me to stay
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| And everywhere someone stares and then again
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| When she stares at me I go down
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| When that stare hits me I’m wrapped around
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| When she stares I know it won’t be long before I crawl |