I'm not very good with words
Least not the ones that come out of my mouth when you're around me
But I have a talent for writing down my thoughts and my frames of what surrounds me
It doesn't matter now what you give, I'll never be satisfied
It k**s me not to let you in, but I have no explanation why
I want more
It doesn't matter now what you give, I'll never be satisfied
It k**s me not to let you in, but I have no explanation why
The saddest most truthful eyes, and still I seem to put off the blame, blaming it on you
The world's most devious lie and still I seem to put all my trust, blaming it on you
It doesn't matter now what you give, I'll never be satisfied
It k**s me not to let you in, but I have no explanation why
It doesn't matter now what you give, I'll never be satisfied
It k**s me not to let you in, but I have no explanation why
I want more