If I had a dime for every time you walked away
I could afford to not give a shit
And buy a drink and drown the day.
But your pockets, they are empty
Yeh, and mine are times two.
So why not make an about-face
And accept the love I send to you ?
You're never gonna be content if you don't try
To see outside your line.
There you go, you did it again!
You act as if there's blinders on your eyes.
Should I appologize if what I say burns your ears and stains your eyes ?!
Oh, did I crack your shell ?
When it falls away you'll see we exist as well!
Like a bottle with the cork stuck
You're true ingredients are trapped up inside.
Through the cloudy glass we catch a glimpse of you.
I guess the hard shell represents your pride.
Oh, if only it could be different
We could uncover the you, you deny.
Between two, a small discrepancy
One complicates and one simplifies.
TAKE THOSE FUCKING BLINDERS OFF YOUR EYES!!
So if I had a dime for every time you walked away
You could bet your bottom dollar that
I'd be filthy rich by noon today.
