Just another boy who can't escape his expectations. I fear what I may say You may turn away. You were sick today You told me that I didn't want to see this shit over here. I am wanting all of you - all your suicides and smoke your addicted to. But it may be too late already But I will wait until you're ready. And then I'll move on to train my sights and my songs on a target better suited. For I will move on, and then I'll have my moments and maybe someone to share them with. Maybe someone to share them with. Maybe someone to share them with. Maybe someone to share them with. Maybe someone Maybe someone… But it may be too late already But I will wait until you're ready.