I am this coat of skin and bones you're looking at right now.
Am I worth your time? Are you worth mine?
I've walked the road you set before me, mostly without complaint.
Because I was too dumb to put up much of a fight-
And you were too strong to ever let me grow on my own.
You were a salesman from the start.
I am this coat of unperfect skin, and you've rubbed it in enough.
If you were so concerned for me I wouldn't have to look like you do.
Love is not based on surfaces, but none of us would know-
Because as we've been pretending, and telling stories-
We've never once found love of our own.
We only love ourselves.
So tell me I'm wrong. Let me see it in your eyes.
That's another thing I'm missing here, a sign that anyone engages life.
Does momentum drag us on? Without a will to live at all?
It's just the path of least resistance,
And I'm sorry but that's not enough.
Right now that's not enough.
I'm just a voice outside your head,
And it's true you feel no pain if it's all mine.
So go on, and I wouldn't blame you.
There is an honor here of a sort, because we protect our own.
So maybe you could tell me- where are mine?
Because I feel all alone,
And these eyes are showing me a world that I can't recognize.
So tell me I'm wrong. Let me see it in your eyes.
That's another thing I'm missing here, a sign that anyone engages life.
Does momentum drag us on? Without a will to live at all?
It's just the path of least resistance,
And I'm sorry but that's not enough.
Right now that's not enough.