And so I'll hand you over all of me, and go
I'm talking softly because my teeth are broke;
My smile is bloody
So, love, make your bed and lie down in it, too
That's where I intend to look for you
Come say you're sorry
And now, I need to hear you say it with your mouth
I'm not a man who likes to go without;
I won't go hungry
Someday, I'll be good
One day, I'll be who you think I should
That "me" seems so far away;
I still can't see his face
Someday, I'll be good
One day, I'll be who you think I should
That "me" seems so far away;
I still can't see his face
You think I kissed you because of what you give to me...
Well, it goes to show that you're not listening
My mouth's not like yours