Baby, it's fact
Trying to make up for all that I lacked
When as a matter of fact, all I needed was you
But it looks like I'm surrounded by brick walls and glass,
And you just can't seem to get through
Waiting for reality to kick me in the ass,
But all I get is barely a shove
Still not in contact with you,
I know it's not enough
So just walk away from the wall,
It's a waste of time
Feeling tears only to find out they're not mine
Were you crying, my love?
Don't waste your breath
I'm your little outcast, away from the rest
Will you look my way with sympathy?
My only hope now is that you'll judge me fairly
Brick walls scratched up from where cruel intentions attacked
Would I give you my heart?
Baby, it's fact.
Originally written April 2, 2008.