Please understand what I mean. While it gives me a thrill, You realize that's its all for you. Where you're supposed to be proud. But he's yelling too loud.
Or want to be around it... Or want to be the one to give you my life.
But your motives are fake. And even still I have just begun, All the knowledge at hand.
Who wants to talk about it? Who wants to be around it? Who wants to be the one to say? I've overstayed my welcome here.
In a perfect world this song wouldn't be. You follow my pain and my mind. I'm afraid it gets worse.
To want to talk about it, To want to be the one to say...