Текст песни: Whippersnapper. America's Favorite Pastime. Alt.guitar.com.

you suffer from your need, you suffer needlessly and sacrifice yourself and when there's nothing left you'll come to me and ask me for my hand You want to be my friend And I don't trust this pain, how can I feel this way And why can't I believe in all the things I heard you say? And I won't be the one, no, I won t be the one, I won't be the one to show you the way. and don't you ask me how I feel with everything I want for you and everything I cleverly conceal You've never stood alone this broken scale, this fairy tale and all you want is someone someone you can hold But you don't know yourself, you're too afraid to try I'm waiting for the day you look me in the eyes and tell me what you want. An understated victory, a thinly shrouded mystery of how we live this life and when you see the line between what you want and what you need You'll step into the light And I don't trust this pain, how can I feel this way and why can't I believe in all the things I've heard you say? and I won't be the one, no, I won't be the one, I won't be the one to show you the way. Turn out the lights step into the dark where you can see yourself Why are you afraid? And though you say goodbye to me, you'll always be a part of me You'll always be my friend