Your Glasses

Your Glasses
What could you possibly see in me
is my soul hung out to dry
I think my dysfunctional family
has shaped it throughout my life

what could you possibly like in me
do you like my ability to bend
I think my fear of intimacy
has shaped the time we spend
its not you
its me
its not us
its them
and its not her
its just the way she moves you
and she kisses harder than me
well she kisses harder than me
And I've always looked in through your glasses
but all i could see
is the spector of me reflected
the empty shell of me(x2)
what could you possibly love in me
is it the way i wear my smile
it hangs from the tip of my tonge you see
oh this might take a while
and its not you its me
and its not us, its them
and its not her its just the way she moves you
and she kisses harder than me
well she kisses harder than me
And I've always looked in through your glasses
but all i could see
is the spector of me reflected
the empty shell of me(x2)

And I've always looked in through your glasses
but all i could see
is the spector of me reflected
the empty shell of me(x2)
And I've always looked in through your glasses
but all i could see
is the spector of me reflected
the empty shell of me(x2)