If it wasn’t for this
constant confusion of want
I could walk away from this
constant knowing of need
If it wasn’t for this
everlasting fear to fail
I could stand up tall
and out to sea I would sail
Free, free to be me
With no one to ever say
Why I didn’t make it
Why I always took the easy way out
If it wasn’t for this
internal screaming of emotions
If it wasn’t for this
Maybe I could give more devotion
to myself and to myself
I may ask for more
But if I really sat down to think
What do I need more love for?
If it wasn’t for this
I probably wouldn’t survive
If it wasn’t for making love
I would surely want to die
If it wasn’t for this
I could get along much better
I could travel faster
Sex? Just let her
If it wasn’t for this
my conscience could say
stealing someone’s heart
is not the only way, okay? Go away!
If it wasn’t for this
I could say, “Fuck you”
stop lying to me
fucking is all you know how to do
If it wasn’t for this
stop badgering me
If it wasn’t for this
I want my eyes back – SEE
Stop it