I was broken, so jealous, of all your favorite singers. They all know you better than I do. Hold their songs in your head. Pin them up on your wall. I'm afraid of their words, so boyish and tall. Your picture's in the lobby with girls & cigarettes just to bore me. And i own all their records. I'm so brave now. But i'm so afraid to speak aloud. it's not the voice you're dreaming of.
Track Name: You Can Get Hurt
you can get hurt you know, not staying home. Inside your bedroom, inside each night. No one can touch you there or make you cry. Like all those other guys in your life. There's no reason for anyone to be your's. There's no way not to get hurt by it all. You can get hurt.