I'm sorry
I'm the way that I am
I'm sorry
I cannot be a better man
And the sad part is
I'm trying
It's freezing cold
Won't somebody let me in?
Hearing your name
Makes me mad
I want you bad
I want you bad
But if I call you
I won't be who I am
And I am
Who I need to be
The suicidal pain is there
To guard us from a fate
Unfair
To recite a way to fare
Is to drown
When you're already spent
I'm already spent
I can't have you
If I do, I won't really find the truth
The truth about the flickering light
The inner workings of a kite
Stained glass, a park bench
Everyday my jaw's clenched
I'm a delusional weak boy
Afraid of ever feeling joy
The suicidal pain is there
To guard us from a fate
Unfair
To recite a way to fare
Is to drown
When you're already spent
I'm already spent