I want something sweet to teach me ‘bout sweetness
I want someone to love my ugliest shafts
Peer under my skin and say
‘we’ll be okay’.
I want to be
Carried home on a stretcher smiling
But alive enough to enjoy the cradle this time oh innocence
Comes and goes
One way love takes it
Two-way love brings it back
Bring it back

Don’t turn away
Don’t give me that look that says ‘ew you’re weird and I’m so clean’
Don’t tell me you
Haven’t looked pain in the eyes
Don’t leave me here
I showed you the spark of evil in me so you’d blow it out
Don’t tell me the worst
That your life is as good as it seems from the outside

I’m standing at a turret looking out at the world
Gripping the gun
and the sun burns my blistered lips
But I don’t feel no pain
By me I’m framed
Won’t let nothing
Melt my self-made cage I’ve got it
Complete control I’m running in slo-mo through the flames
Big screen in my mind
I can rewind and play as many times as I was left out to die

Now don’t you turn away
Don’t give me that look that says ‘ew you’re weird and I’m so clean’
Don’t tell me you
Haven’t looked pain in the eyes
Don’t leave me here
I showed you the spark of evil in me so you’d blow it out
Don’t tell me the worst
That your life is as good as it seems from the outside

And you should know
I’m wise beyond my years
And you should know
I’m tired beyond my years
I tried to show my real face
but they turned away
They turned away
I was looking for one tender embrace
and They turned away
They turned away
The germ of hate grew up to take my place
They turned away
They turned away
Waste youth once now I can’t retrace
It’s too late
It’s too late

There are some who could charm the pants off the gods
(Don’t turn away…)
(There are some…. who could charm the pants off the gods)
(…don’t give me that look that says ‘ew you’re weird and I’m so clean’)
There are some who could win the game for the school

There are some who had it all, even winners’ grace
(Don’t tell me you…)
(There are some…. whose houses were warm and calm)
(…haven’t looked pain in the eyes)
There are some whose houses were warm and calm

A place to go where the talk was good for the mind
(Don’t leave me here… I showed you the spark of evil in me so you’d blow it out)
(Don’t turn away, they turned away, don’t turn away)
A place to go where the toys were the best you could find

A place to go where words were good and kind
(Don’t tell me the worst… that your life is as good as it seems from the outside)
(Don’t turn away, they turned away, don’t turn away)
A place to go where no-one’s left behind

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