Me, the Fear, and the Closet

by Beka   Sep 22, 2006


Pretty girl with too many faces
I've been laughing now in all the wrong places
Deleted ashes and infamous names
On too many heads lie too many blames

Insanely, but of course
Inanely I spit it out
It's you and me

I think I'm different
I think I'm honest
I think I'm different from all the other girls
I think I'm different
I think it's all the same
I think I'm different from all the other girls

I'm still young and should still have fun
It's so beautiful when I come undone
Attention all please gather round
I'm not quite right and I say it out loud

Insanely, but of course
Inanely I spit it out
It's you and me

I think I'm different
I think I'm special
I think I'm different from all the other girls
I think I'm different
I think I'm the only one
I think I'm different from all the other girls

I needed you to tell me
It's alright to be
Something no one else dared to be
But it's OK, I'll tell you I don't care

I don't wanna be here...
I'm forever gonna be here...
I always wanna be here...

Insanely, but of course
Inanely I spit it out
It's you and me

I think I'm different
I think I'm lonely
I think I'm different from all the other girls
I think I'm different
I think I'm ready now
I think I'm different from all the other girls

Are you ready now?
(I'm so ready now)
Are you lonely now?
(I'm so ready now)
Are you honest now?
(I'm so ready now)
Are you different now?

Never tell a soul
Never tell a soul
Never tell a soul

Never come undone

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