Three (Teachmeyourart)

I gave you a piece of my heart

Just to teach me your art

All you need

What I want is attention

Can you hear the beat of your drum?

In the tone that I hum

You don't know

But I am your invention

How do we live?

Why do we die?

How do you know?

What I feel inside?

How could you predict that

I had told a lie

When I didn't know it

Myself my my-

Now I got your template

An irrational mental,

All the things that you taught me

And some hours to sell

Now I'ma sit in this room

And contemplate all the hell

That we put each other through

Just to wish each other well

I gave you a piece of my heart

Just to teach me your art

All you need

What I want is attention

Can you hear the beat of your drum

In the tone that I hum

You don't know

But I am your invention