Don't come close to me, I won't let you in And don't you point your finger That proves that your not housebroken Maybe I'm the one to blame Correcting you for what you said But you came much too close And I don't want you to think like that
When I keep to myself Its because I know that I don't have anything to offer you
I can't keep up with my life, Too much, too fast I don't know what to do I need some time to clear my mind and get it back together I'm amazed by things you say And things you do along the way And if I have the looks you do then maybe I could do that too But I don't think so
Once in a while, I need to hear that I'm OK Why can't you tell me that I´m OK?