Someone Good

The the things I didn't say

I'm scared I threw it all away

there are things I didn't learn

things I did to make it burn

when I was just a boy

there weren't anything that I wouldn't enjoy

but all that came to pass

my eyes where made of glass

I wanted to be good

I wanted to be so good

All the things I’ll never be

all the things I’ll never see ye

comes so easy for some

but not the ones that feel this numb

all the places I won't go to

I’ll only see them in my dreams and fantasies

I see it in your eyes

a wasteland of opportunities

I wanted to be good

I wanted to be someone good