The morning sky is different
the breakfast i attempt...

Do you really love
me...

Your coming and i can tell
you try to sell that is gonna be all right...

Cant focus on what i feel there is no time for...

Shaky and queasy is how i tend to feel i just...

About this time i was sacred and screaming
about this this i was balling...

Look now what you did
dont accuse me of that i dont wanan think i cant...

Lately i am not sure about much but i know one...

Holding it in
its not like me...

Take me out of this crib
let me walk and talk...

Mom and dad
are fighting with furry...

Alone
in awhile room...