monkeyguitar78

*Made some changes when writing the music.

Sewn up and caught up in everything you are

Just stand there and smile cause you know that's enough to make it worse

Distracted enough to miss the point but still be concerned, 

while everything I wanted slips right through my fingers

They don't have to say I'm missing out again

There's a bigger picture but my frames hold 8x10's

They don't have to say I'm losing touch again

Could explain it but they still wont understand

Stitches torn, another dirty mess

Don't turn around now, cause you know that's enough to make it worse

Held up by my own inhibitions, all pathetically fictitious,

at my best or worst, the lines always blur

(At my best or worst, what's the difference?)

I'm selfish - you're selfless

Say it again you know I love to hear it

I've been far gone for so long

Another breakdown I wont even feel it

I just don't want to take it if I'll have to give it back