Texty: Blake Babies. Severed Lips.

I wanna help you
I sense you're riding pretty low
I got the feeling
When your hair hits the ceiling
Something, babe
You oughta know

I won't cry if you walk by
But if we both kind of stumble
Maybe I'll say hi
That's my best
I never try that much
'Cause I'm scared of feeling
That appealing touch

You gotta get through
My maze and pass every test
'Cause I'm choosin' one love to
Tattoo across my chest

Know the time has come
I ain't gonna fester no more
Let the world be free
Of my disease
I never knew a rubber doll
Would be so hard to please

Now I'm preachin' out
One last burst before I retract
No one will know
'Til I finally let go
Of the one thing
I ain't never going to give back

I want to help you
Baby can't you see
You're better than my pillow
'Cause you don't stain so easily
You know it's hard
Just to finally let go
And leave all the pictures behind
Hope I brought you some happiness
I believe I just had to get on
'Cause just wasn't a world
I wished to need to find