The object you're holding now Is tragically incomplete Decaying like radium Unstable as kerosene It used to belong to me But now it is yours to keep
And it's hard It's hard to be the strong one Reaching out for something You don't even know what And it's hard to Penetrate the darkness Voluntarily blindfolded Knowing when you see it Doesn't matter
The problem with being used You feel like the guilty one And put the blame on yourself 'Til you don't trust anyone
Uncomfortable in my skin I want to relive this life Blissfully ignorant And easily satisfied
