Voice For All This

I ripped up my diary So no one would find the wrong and disgusting things in my mind And I was never in the popular crowd, but I tried to fit in And even when I was crying out loud They stood laughing And I want to scream I want to shout And I want all the things you have always known And I'll make you see In spite of it all it's not beaten me You're still in my head But now I have found a voice for all this The lost language of cranes And I remember the firing range But God was a fool And I loved you And I want to scream I want to shout And I want to get all of these feelings out 'What do you expect?' The teachers said They're still in my head But now I have found a voice for all this And I want to scream I want to shout And I want all the things you have always known And I'll make you see Though I know now the blame never lay with me You're still in my head But now I have found a voice for all this Still in my head But now I have found a voice for all this