Never meant to be exposed to your life...
Every time that you say that you love me, I didn't believe..."Anything!"
How can I bring fabrication (communication) to it's knees when I fear everything with you...
but the light dims just a little more so I can feel all your open sores...
Everything that I thought that I had in common...
Everything is blistering...
Every time that I stood outside your box...
It's hard to be the picture of innocence.....
When every body's pushing in a different direction!
It's hard to be the pure of heart.
When everybody uses you like a flame in the dark.
Where do go? Where do you run when everything is gone...
Never wanted you to be so mad at me!
To be something I'm not...(for you to believe in me)
I never wanted you to see lonely...
but the innocence claimed the name of my heart...
I find my purity wrapped up in the same shame...
It's hard to be the picture of innocence.....
When every body's pushing in a different direction!
It's hard to be the pure of heart.
When everybody uses you like a flame in the dark.
Where do go? Where do you run when everything is gone...
I never wanted anything....
I never wanted anything....
But to know you loved.....
I never wanted anything....
I never wanted anything....
But to know you loved me.....