What can I do to say anything to you...
Or why can't I say it anymore?
Do I need to fuck up my brain just to talk to myself?
Am I too happy, too old, or too bored?
And if you open your arms and put a smile on
Does that mean you'll be there to catch me when I fall?
And if I say it to you so you can hear me
Does that mean I never said anything at all?
You say you're well on the way to understanding
But still you're waiting for me to say more
And when my pen has run dry and I need you now
I just see your back as you walk out the door
When will you get I'm not your personal Picasso?
When will you get I'm not so different from you?
What will it take to get a little conversation?
A little hint that all your promises were true...
And if you open your arms and put a smile on
Does that mean you'll be there to catch me when I fall?
And if I say it to you so you can hear me
Does that mean I have just been screaming at the wall?