You hang out with doubt
And you hide behind your own concern
But I know too well you're just a little compulsive
You whine and you lie
To yourself about
a fairytale world
Yeah, you've got me thinking
that you might be impulsive
Well, I'm sorry that my halo's faded
Sorry that your vision's jaded
Technicolor's overrated, so I've heard
You
weigh me down with expectations
Skepticism complicates
things
I can hear your absent faith in your words
CHORUS
But I think I could be good
And I think you could be proud
I may be misunderstood
But
I'm living out loud
I'm eager but tainted
I'm praying for faith
And I think I could be good
Conspire with fire
Burn matches to your fingertips
Is it hard to risk flesh for just a little emotion?
I've been abused
And
consumed by uncertainty
But I've got my set of
dreams and I have remained unbroken
Well, I'm a little left of center
I find new ways to descend
I'm
lacking confidence, but I'm no house for hate
I
can feel your stare on me
Lacking capability
I'm cold with negativity you radiate
CHORUS
You can be so snide
But I'll take your
hits in stride
And I'll play it off, though it
hurts deep down inside
I want to prove
My worth to you
I could be so much more than your thoughts limit me to
CHORUS