Answer lyrics

If I can`t crawl inside of you,

I`m laughing with a broken face

I stumble across my self esteem.

But to picture the pleasure is making me want my space.



Understand...

that God wrapped you like a bow.

But in my head...

There`s some shelves that need cleaning,

from basement to ceiling, control.



If what you`re seeing is an open book,

thats great `cuz I`m an open book.

But I`m real shy.



There`s a part of me seeking and desperatly needing

to open up.

That`s strange `cuz I`m an open book,

a confused boy.



I`m an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.

My heart while in its cage, is used to give and not

receive a thing,

But the only funny thing is that I dont know how to give myself advice.



I`ve got this post dramatic thing

I`ve got this tattoo of a ring that lies

around my wedding finger and thats where I want to state this claim.

That I`ve got to learn to live and dream

before I go and get myself in love.



In love.



Theres Zoloft, Welbutrin, theres Paxil thats proven,

no side effects.

But the rest left unnamed `cuz they worked like a charm on me.



But when your savings is drying,

you can`t stop from crying

you`ve got to suck it up.

You`re not her buttercup,

you`re not her favorite book.