The way the cogs of your mind turn
Will I ever prove a point?
Or will you turn me down?
Can I get a word in edgeways?
Can I speak my mind?
Set to rules I dont understand,
I wont find answers
You're sensitive, poetic, stand out from the crowd,
Make a statement, grow your fringe, feet planted on the ground
Can I shovel you out?
Do I speak too loud?
Can I part of your world?
Do I live in the background?
I used to be part of our own joke,
A couple thing,
Something that made me laugh
Now all I do is cringe, pull my hair,
And curse myself
Am I destined so that I dont begin?
I'm already at the end
Popularity, quality, respect its passed me by
I want to spread my wings and fly
Stand out from the crowd
Make a statement, grow my fringe, feet planted on the ground
But be apart from you
Not come free with you
I'm my own person
Can't you see?
Yes, I speak my mind
Yet it gets me in a mess
I guess this love is the true test
Cant we last?
I wont make a bet
Yet
Am I destined so that I dont begin?