I don't feel alright, inspite of these comforting sounds you make!
I don't feel alright, because you make promises that you brake.
Into your heart, why don't we share our solitude?
It's hard to make sence, feels as if I'm sencing you thrugh a lence
As someone else comes, I'll just sit here listening to the drums...
HOW ABOUT A BETTER VERSION OF THE WAY THAT I AM?
HOW ABOUT A BETTER VERSION THAT MAKES YOU UNDERSTAND?
HOW ABOUT A BETTER VERSION OF THE WAY THAT I AM?
THE WAY I LOOK, THE WAY I SPEAK, HOW ABOUT A BETTER VERSION?