So let me introduce this little thought to break this chain reaction
This simple little concept plants a seed in me
That is growing a dead tree
Oh, I wish you were someone that I could hold
I wish my live a had a right to be here
I wish that I were bigger than these bullshit feelings
Perfection is a wonky phrase it depends on the perceiver
And I perceive that quality in front of me
When you are what I see
Oh, wish you were someone that I could hold
I wish my love had a right to be here
I wish that I were bigger than these bullshit feelings
And yeah, this is about you, but you'll never know it.
Oh, wish you were someone that I could hold
I wish my love had a right to be here
I wish that I were bigger than these bullshit feelings
Nah-nah-nah-nah nah-nah-nah-nah-nah nah-nah-nah-nah-nah NAH-NAH-NAH
And yeah, there's still no time
For me to find out
Just exactly
What kind of freak it is you see in me
Good or bad
Dead or Dad
I can see that it is sad
To hear these futile lines sung to no one
Guess I'm a statue
Sculpted just to
Be in your view and hide this pathetic truth behind these words
This is about you, but you'll never know it
