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Do you see the hard helmet on my head? |
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Totally unscarred |
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Serves protection for my head |
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But I don't believe everything I read |
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One that makes them warm |
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Don't ever lose any of your god-given charm |
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They believe you were sweet |
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But you could never pull that one on me |
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'Cause I still recall in no time at all |
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You went from being so out of control |
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To snuffing out the rock that beats |
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That's why I thought this was so neat |
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Someplace to go where I felt so all-at-ease |
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No need to write, no need to call |
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There's no one to see, there's no you, no me |
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No need to be anything at all |
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Blood pours out of the walls |
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Fills up beside the clothes |
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In my dresser drawers |
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Wish I was quicker on the draw |
