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...
I reprieve....
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...
You left me injuring....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!
I am only trying...
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...
Now in chains...
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...