The Answer
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,
that´s great ´well I´m an open book.
But I´m real shy.

There´s a part of me seeking and desperately needing to open up.
That´s strange ´cause I´m an open book, a confused boy.

I´m an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.
My heart while in its cage,
It´s just a give and not receive a thing,
But the only funny thing is that I don´t 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 that´s 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.


There´s Zoloft, Welbutrin, there´s Paxil that´s proven, no side effects.
But the rest left unnamed ´cause they worked like a charm on me.

But when your saving 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.

And I am an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.
My heart while in its cage.
It´s just give and not receive a thing,
But the only funny thing is that I don´t 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 that´s 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.

Before, before, before I go and get myself in love

Before, before, before I go and get myself in love