Lyrics

I don't know why you made me the way you did With a desire to connect then to sever the ties again Looking through an eight foot tinted glass perimeter fence It seems the grass is always greener I can't explain how weak my conviction is How I can make up my mind but it won't make a difference It's like I am allergic to solutions that would make any sense Just a moth around a fire But You're reaching out your arms of forgiveness Its your usual response I'm afraid After all the things I've done you love me anyways I can't figure out how to make the distractions stop So your whispers of truth won't get lost in the chaos My sense of self importance is inflated and its going to pop Like a helium balloon But You're reaching out your arms of forgiveness Its your usual response I'm afraid After all the things I've done you love me anyways I keep running away But You're reaching out your arms of forgiveness Its your usual response I'm afraid After all the things I've done you love me anyways