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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 |
