you look at the girl on your arm
she's beautiful and amazing
and yet the darkness of the tragic bride
didn't escape you
and you're so curious now
you wonder what it would be like
to be with a girl like that
you judge them all
by the way they look
that's okay
because I read you like a book
I see what you're afraid to see
I know the thoughts that shame you
if you asked me
I would tell you what's wrong
because it's wrong with both of us
you sit there and watch the world move by
you're content but she is always hungry
somewhere deep in your thoughts
you drift away in a waking dream
you think about a time you spent
with a girl who watched the world move by
and you think it could be so perfect
you size and weigh them all
you punish yourself
sometimes you'd rather be alone
I've felt that way myself
I see what you're afraid to see
I know the thoughts that shame you
if you asked me
I would share my secrets with you
and you wouldn't be alone