Wish I weren't so sensitive - that I could blow it off
and wish you the best but that's just me and I just can't
Didn't even care at first but you reeled me in
and now I'm hanging here deboned and gutted
What was I doing? What was I thinking?
Where was I going? Why did I care?
What was I doing ? What was I thinking?
What was I asking? Why did I care?
Keep your distance so I can heal - don't you pick at my scabs
I can't allow myself to feel but I'm weak and I want you
It's not my fault that you don't know what you want
I will laugh at this tomorrow if I can ever fall asleep
Some days are better than others - this must be one of those others
So I hide behind the fans - they make me feel OK
I will pull myself out of this - there is light at the end of the tunnel
As long as you don't blow it out with your sweet and sour breath